rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


The failure of the air to become seasonably cold provided me with one more night on which to be comfortable while watching the moonlit landscape. Though the breezes were slight and infrequent, the mulberry tree seldom stopped shedding leaves. I listened to them fall, one after another, flickering reflected moonlight. It was very nice. I might have stayed out longer, but I came in and stuck the Internet into my brain again (I've seen the keyboard and the damage done....) Ah, well, it's too late now. My head is swimming with digital illusions and delusions. It would have been okay if I'd found something interesting, as I did Wednesday night, but I just ended up seeing crap not worth writing about, let alone linking to. And to think that I could have watched the yellow moon become a pale ghost as the sky turned blue and the pines appeared, their brown autumn needles struck into gold by the rising sun!

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