As I consider how I might feel in the new house on Hay Creek and then look at a photo of me in Shirley’s house, I think, “I wish that I had said to myself way back, ‘If I quit this job and this place, I will never see the light against the wood on the frame of the kitchen window again.’" 

nigh to midnight

"It was nigh to midnight and it had set into rain when he woke us."  As I Lay Dying, William Faulkner