rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,

Summer Moon Waning

As the gibbous moon was nearing meridian tonight, a jet passed overhead and left a vapor trail which glowed in the moonlight like the shimmering track of a giant snail. The wind must have been blowing eastward at that altitude, as it seemed to me that the moon crossed the trail too quickly. For a moment, I felt a sense of vertigo, watching the scene. I sensed the earth turning beneath my feet, and imagined the weight of the seemingly weightless moon swinging about the mass of the planet. Watching the vapor trail dissipate, I thought how splendid it would be if the earth had rings such as Saturn's. Of course, the moon would soon swallow them up, most likely, so it is a vain fantasy. But imagine how they might look, great arcs across the night sky, like a giant white rainbow.

I am enjoying the warm nights, and they compensate somewhat for the hot days. It is pleasant to spend time outdoors at night without shivering. It won't be long before the nights are cold once again, and I must bundle up to watch the sky, and still my ears will grow numb and then tingle when I return into the house. For now, the summer persists. Each day, I check the apples in the orchard, to see if they have begun to show red. I expect it any day now. For me, that is the real beginning of autumn. The apple and autumn are alike; crisp and brightly colored and sweet, yet with a tang all their own. Although the days are shortened, they are filled with delights. I look forward to the ripe apple days of fall.

  • Reset Nineteen, Day Twenty-Two

    Wasn't feeling well enough to do anything Wednesday, so I didn't. Microwaved a ramen bowl for dinner. Going to sleep now. Looking forward to it being…

  • Reset Nineteen, Day Twenty-One

    Tuesday brought an afternoon surprise. The sky clouded up and for an hour or so there were occasional fat drops of rain falling. The drops dried soon…

  • Reset Nineteen, Day Twenty

    The little mini-flies who had been growing less numerous for a few days returned in force Monday, tickling me and drowning themselves in my…

  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.
  • 1 comment