“in other breaking news a silver moon sailed above the world and the only ones who knew it were the ones who looked up” – Kat Lehmann, Small Stones From The River The skies cleared in New England after a day of heavy snow, allowing the few who ventured outside to see the waxing crescent…
I spent time in the passenger seat of the car last night contemplating the waxing crescent moon. The stages of the moon are something I contemplate more than I should, but it’s a good exercise in awareness of the world around you, and a connection to people around the world now and people for as…
Cool enough for a fleece this morning. It seems summer is tilting away faster by the day. The white noise buzz of crickets fills in. Other sounds penetrate. Cars in the distance getting an early start. Birds like my old friend the Brown Thrasher announce their presence, if further away than in July. The mornings…
This morning Venus was dancing with the crescent moon, while Juniper looked on with envy. The air is brutally cold this morning, but getting outside before the sunrise has its benefits. Watching this tango was one of them. Sadly I couldn’t get a decent picture of conjunction of these three, but I’m glad to have…