Drying

[rejectomorph]

That waxing crescent moon was back this evening, peeking from among the bare oaks (by the time I saw it.) There are still some puffs of cloud, and a few smears like celestial fog banks, so the sky is but partly starry, but the afternoon brought me the biggest dose of sunshine I've had in more than a week. Most of the pavement was dry by nightfall, and the few small puddles still claiming low spots in the yard were no longer the turbid, reddish-brown they were yesterday, but clear, their muddy bottoms partly occluded by the reflection of blue sky. Blue. I remember that color! The rumor going around is that we'll see more of it tomorrow. At the moment, I'm happy merely to enjoy the silence. As much as I like the sound of rain, it grows tiresome after so many days.

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[clownfishdesign.livejournal.com]

That crescent moon was a dull orange as it set this evening. I suspect this is due to smoke from the bushfires in the west of my state.

[rejectomorph]

Brush fires in the winter? Oh, wait! Bushfires! So, I'm guessing either you're in the Southern Hemisphere, or you live in Nevada and are seeing the smoke from all the effigies of the President we're burning here in California.