Tuesday, March 7

moon wear

the clouded sky out west thismorning was solid, stoic blue-dark-grey, except for a very little patch low to the horizon where it looked like the moon had worn a hole straight through. the (almost unbelievably and excessively bright) golden glow shone clearly underneath a stretch of threadbare overcast just exactly like the ball of your foot would show through an old sock.

could we darn the clouds against the friction of the morning moonlight? it's great to imagine such a project. what would one use as mending threads and darning needles? would they need to be enchanted or celestial tools?

I haven't so much as darned a simple sock yet, so I do not know. 

for now, I know that winter is slowly fading into the past. it's finally a bit warmer in these pre-dawn hours for walking with Hamilton around the bend of our cul-de-sac without a heavy coat. 

we shall see what the sky looks like tomorrow. 

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