2005-06-22 - 7:49 a.m.
I see a red moon rising
So, I'm driving to work this morning, and the full moon is red. Red moon means lunar eclipse, right? Well, no. According to all the things I read, there was no lunar eclipse this morning, so I guess I just saw the effect of pollution in the atmosphere. (If I'm wrong, I'm sure one of you will tell me.) Either way, it looked pretty darned cool, even though I had to concentrate on not driving off the road - "I was looking at the mooooooon" is not really a good excuse for totaling one's car. In England, we always called a big orange moon in Autumn a "harvest moon" - I was always told that this was because the smoke from burning wheat fields (they burn the stalks left after harvesting so that the soil is enriched - natural fertilizer) got into the atmosphere and made the moon look orange. (Now I can smell phantom burning fields - a very nice smell, especially since it comes tinged with eau de nostalgia.) *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* The pain isn't as bad today - but it's still there. Last night I wore BenGay patches on my arms for relief (comic relief), and spent the evening surrounded in a fragrance that can best be described as "eau de aching stick-jock". Mmmmm, menthol-y. Uh, that's all I can think of right now. Maybe an update (or more pictures - you like seeing pictures of me, right? I like it, so you must like it too) of more substance later.
Dorsal - Ventral
Funnier than me: James Lileks disclaimer!
all words copyright Laura Mellin 2000-2005
Diarist.net!
Designed by Gen
|