The Lamp-post between the worlds.

I've been up in the fields in the moonlight with my labrador bitch, playing for an hour and watching the moon weave behind the clouds. The footpath is lit for a few metres as we leave the town, and this is the last lamp-post, so it really is between my two worlds: the lights of the town and the beauty of the hills, trees and fields of the countryside in the moonlight. My passport to Narnia.