dado potato
12-9-22, 12:47am
10 PM, no wind, temperature 11F.
There are no clouds, and the moon is maybe one day past 100% full. "The Full Cold Moon" shines over Ukraine, as it shines over my sky. I pull my assomption sash together around my waist and pray for peace.
About 10 inches of snow has accumulated here.
In the moonlight there are blue diamonds in the snow... on the ground, up on the roof, wherever I look.
Spruce trees, red pines and one huge red oak tree make shadows.
When I stand still, my breathing is the only sound I hear.
The moonlight is bright enough that I could sit and read a newspaper. But I can wait for the daily news.
Santa Lucia Day is 12/13. But I can wait.
Twas in the moon of wintertime
When all the birds had fled
That mighty Gitchi Manitou
Sent angel choirs instead.
But I can wait for in excelsis gloria!
I hope it will be only a short wait before a reunion, a closing of the circle.
There are no clouds, and the moon is maybe one day past 100% full. "The Full Cold Moon" shines over Ukraine, as it shines over my sky. I pull my assomption sash together around my waist and pray for peace.
About 10 inches of snow has accumulated here.
In the moonlight there are blue diamonds in the snow... on the ground, up on the roof, wherever I look.
Spruce trees, red pines and one huge red oak tree make shadows.
When I stand still, my breathing is the only sound I hear.
The moonlight is bright enough that I could sit and read a newspaper. But I can wait for the daily news.
Santa Lucia Day is 12/13. But I can wait.
Twas in the moon of wintertime
When all the birds had fled
That mighty Gitchi Manitou
Sent angel choirs instead.
But I can wait for in excelsis gloria!
I hope it will be only a short wait before a reunion, a closing of the circle.