Saturday, November 8, 2008
A Cold Front?
I just went upstairs and opened the bedroom window to take my final look outdoors. When I was outside milking, around 7 or 8 it was humid, cloudy and cool. Very dark. Now, at 9pm, the moon is crystal clear. Amazing, really. Must be nearly three quarters full. Cotton puff clouds are scooting along in a brisk breeze, heading east. The moon has a ring around it, filled with an otherworldly sparkly blue. The farm is bright in the moonlight. The air is cold November campout air. Crisp. Like the gala apple I ate at Ikenberry's today. I wish I could cuddle in blankets outside and look at the clouds as they hurry off to wherever they are going. Alas, I will not.