i stood outside lastnight in the chill of the spring night, late, and looked up at a lemonslice moon and an alignment of planets, and felt as connected as i ever have to … this.
feet bare, tingling cold in the short hard grass, i lifted these eyes and saw an imperfect and/or incomplete vision (as seen from here in the lighted wilds of suburbia). however, i did see. and i did connect.
later that evening the moon did disappear behind the lowslung ranch homes i’m stranded within, but a few bright things (planets, stars, planes, whatever) remained there with me. i watched the light sky in the middle of the night, and it was a good thing. a good thing.
and how was your night?