The pines & the stars
Jan. 14th, 2026 04:56 pm6am in the forest. Frost in the air. The black branches of the pines perfectly still, and between the branches the stars. The sickle of Leo. The cup of Corona Borealis. Jupiter in the west, very brilliant, coming and going between the dark trunks, reflecting sometimes as an eye-catching splash of yellow in the puddles. The crescent moon low in the south, hanging jauntily on one corner of Virgo (perhaps they had been partying), above a sea of mist.
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Date: 2026-01-21 11:25 am (UTC)I don't think it has gotten light at all these past two days. But maybe when we have some fairer weather, it will feel like the days are lengthening.