rejectomorph | After the Rain

When the moon is at or near the full on a cloudy night, the light is suffused throughout the sky, and everything is evenly illuminated. Houses, trees, pathways, flowers, telephone poles, all are distinctly visible, all are shadowless. This would be a good night to see deer, but none have appeared, so I enjoy the enduring dusk alone. From time to time, a thin place in the cloud cover will reveal a few stars, or, if it happens to cross the moon, will reveal the speed of the high winds. There is something comforting in the stillness here when I see how fast the clouds are moving. Remarkable, that such force can co-exist with such calm.