Warmth - just walked in from the mild chill of a fall morning;
The luxury of the wee hours;
Quietness which could've been silence were it not for the muffed motors of all the gadgets around.
But then I think of a place free of electricity-powered amenities, at least other than maybe something to light the darkness.
There could be birds chirping, chickens clucking, and dogs barking, but still it would be no less silent.
And this too: