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This morning I had every intention of getting to work by seven (I got here by seven-thirty, but with no shower; not too bad). When my alarm clock went off at five something, I awoke to the moon BLASTING into my room. Lighting the whole damn thing up. Like "Bombs Over Baghdad", that will never, ever, ever get old: the amount of illumination that a full moon produces. It casts shadows, sharp shadows. I guess I'd be less impressed if I lived a while ago, when we humans weren't so prolific at lighting things up. To see nature/science/God do it instead . . . amazing.

By the time I drove to work, the sun had risen somewhat. The sky was a pale pale blue with streaks of pink, and the moon was still out, WHITE, nay SILVER. This weren't no pale moon that you see in the day sometimes -- this was a silver moon, hanging in a pink sky. Life is good.


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Oct. 22nd, 2002 07:03 pm (UTC)
Moon is good...
Know what you mean about casting shadows. I've seen nights where the full moon was bright enough to read by...

Light pollution is one of my major psychotic hatreds. I look up at the night sky in the city and it makes me want to wince.
Oct. 22nd, 2002 09:51 pm (UTC)
I woke up at 3:30 and never saw the sun all day. But even if I had woken up before 10 I still wouldn't have seen it. Then it started drizzling at 4ish. I WAS IMPRESSED BY THE CLOUDS.
Oct. 22nd, 2002 10:48 pm (UTC)
I tell you, lady, I like that the world has you and the moon in it. Keep rocking the sense of amazement, please. Thankew.

Also, isn't the moon fucking bright for being made of cheese? I tell you what, I want me some of that cheese, no joke. That's some serious cheese.
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