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19 March 2011 @ 10:03 pm
This NIght  

The air was crisp, and this night's Super Moon gently pierced the hazy clouds.  My bare and balding head was chilling instead of radiating heat from the sunburn like it did last night.  Numerous encounters with sounds from all corners - frogs (two different varieties now), ATVs, voices from neighbors, yapping dogs, and at least four shots from a pistol in the valley behind the house.  Max was not terribly happy about the latter - it might as well be thunder to his delicate ears.  The right amount of traffic for an unusually bright Saturday night.  We have been able to feel the Solstice approaching for some days now, and it will be grandly welcomed by all who have tried and made tired by the long winter.  This is my favorite time of the season, the small pocket of days between winter and spring, before the balance tips toward sustained warmth and sunlight.  Max and I settle in for the night, me to an orange and blues on the radio, and my pal to his treats and well-loved comforter. 
Rebeccarafqa on March 20th, 2011 09:44 am (UTC)
I used to find that transition period rather bleak. But it really does have its own beauty.