Monday, September 21, 2015
Last call for the dog last night. Out the front door and into the inky black night (1am) and the stars twinkling in the sky. So many stars. I wished there had been no house lights to ruin the magic of a black sky full of stars but then I may have tripped down the steps.
The trees flanking the garage dapple the light that comes on (motion) as the dog passes by. Reminds me of Florida landscaping. The way the lights in the gardens make everything look so sophisticated and lovely in the evening. So I enjoy what little we have of sophisticated evening landscaping.
These are my thoughts as I wait for the dog to come, rustling past branches and leaves, from his nightly visit to the wildness of a Maine night. A night, I am sure, filled with small and not so small animals standing still as Riley walks past.
Like me. Standing still as the stars slide past.