Friday, February 27, 2026, 8.5* F, 66% RH, 0701
Almost a clear night, a piece of moon, satellites, stars may have come alive in a photo if I had taken one, then as I leaned on the fence I noticed a ring around the moon, a perfect circle outrageous in diameter. Missed sunrise sleeping when I should’ve been dressing, waking when I should’ve been sleeping.
Frost atop snow, atop dripped water from icicles, frozen, patterns on wooden railing. Soleil bright, transposes snow to liquid welcoming the season of salt of sand as night freezes.
Each season participates in alchemy.
Photo: LJ Austin
