A Firm Foundation

I noticed the evening light was fading fast across the floor, leaving our corner entirely in the shadows. Stepping down from the wire ledge, I headed over to the heavy base of the floor lamp. The round metal switch sat right in the center, just above the brass plate. I braced my boots against the ridged cord and threw my weight down against the lever with both hands until it let out a solid click. Warm, amber light instantly flooded the rug and washed over the furniture legs. With the perimeter clearly lit, the whole room feels orderly and secure for the night.