The torrential storms have passed for at least the next few days. This morning is bright and clear—no soupy haze to mar the view.
Early this morning Baby Dog and I walked out to Roundtop’s new pond so I could see some open sky. The moon shone above me in the dawning light. It looks as though it was all alone up there. The sky was already too bright to see the stars, and the result makes the moon look like a solitary watcher gazing down on earth. It seems a lonely goddess of the night, far away, with no companions of her own.
And then Baby Dog saw a rabbit and nearly jerked my arm out of its socket as she roared to the end of the leash. Dogs! What’s a body to do?