Two nights ago, around 2 a.m.: my eyes opened to see the bedroom curtains glowing with soft light. Outside, the moon -- full and strangely blood-orange -- hovered mid-sky, rendered slightly indistinct by misty air. I got to my feet, headed into the kitchen for a glass of water. Long rectangles of soft illumination angled in through windows, stretching along the floor into the hallway.
Returned to bed, fell back to sleep. Woke up a short time later, saw the curtains had reverted to their normal, non-glowing selves. Got up, glanced out the window -- the moon had been wiped away, the outside world lay thick with mist and fog.
Slipped back under the sheets and drifted back to sleep as the sky lightened with pre-dawn color and birds began waking up and announcing themselves. Another summer night gone, another summer morning easing its way in.
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T-shirt seen today in Montpelier:
We don't run from hurricanes --
WE DRINK 'EM
España, te echo de menos.
rws 9:52 AM [+]
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