Californians do not understand the concept of twilight for once the sun sets over the Pacific it is night there. Here in Wisconsin we have "twilight". Is it because we are further north? I do not know. However, this twilight time lingers after the sun has set but the darkness of night has not arrived. It is maybe about one hour of what I would call "half-light."
It is a time of peace. It is a time of quiet.
After a lifetime of living in California I find myself returning to that routine of my parents now that I am living in Northwestern Wisconsin. I do not have any lamps on as afternoon turns into evening, evening turns into the twilight time, and finally darkness surrounds the wee cottage in the woods. Eventually once night has arrived I do turn on a lamp or two and then settle into the evening routine of this & that. It is a time of peace. It is a time of bliss. Lastly, it is a time of meditation and appreciation.
The only difference from my parents is that rather than my home being completely quiet, I am listening to either classical music or soft jazz.
Is it not amazing how in certain times and rituals we repeat the patterns of our parents?