The Moon framed by Pines
Oct. 11th, 2022 04:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
puddleshark6am in the forest. First frost of the autumn. The near-full moon high in the west, playing among the cirrus cloud.
Where the path rises to pass between two leaning pines, between them the moon was hanging in a sky full of pale yellow moonlit cloud, framed by black pine branches. This made me late for work. Sorry.
A Sika stag wailing, somewhere down on the marshes. Tawny owls calling.
Where the path rises to pass between two leaning pines, between them the moon was hanging in a sky full of pale yellow moonlit cloud, framed by black pine branches. This made me late for work. Sorry.
A Sika stag wailing, somewhere down on the marshes. Tawny owls calling.
