Wednesday, June 18, 2008
It's Going To Be a Beautiful Night
I wish every night this Summer could be like tonight. It was in the upper seventies and the breeze was only so cool as to be refreshing as I rolled downhill. The sun set at about ten to nine, but lent the sky a subtle light until well after the hour. I rode around town with no direction until I felt fatigue tugging at my legs. I took in all the sights I passed: people sitting on their porches, cats lying in the grass, pink sheets of clouds undulating in the sky. I hope the clouds are now tucked away somewhere convenient so I can see the solstice moon. I'll look for it as I bring my bike in from the driveway.