Sunday, December 21

Life

Another Perfect Day

It's early morning, just before dawn, with the sky beginning to lighten to the east. To the south I can see the lights of the city; across the valley, above the houses, hangs a crescent moon, its circle just visible by reflected Earthlight. A breeze stirs the ferns in the garden below my balcony, and a few clouds drift lazily northwards. It's cool now, but a a fine warm summer's day is promised.

Time for bed.

Posted by: Pixy Misa at 03:08 PM | Comments (1) | Add Comment | Trackbacks (Suck)
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1 With all due respect to the landlord of Munuviana, with it being near midnight in the dead of winter in Chicago.... damn you Pixy, sir!

Posted by: Mr. Green at Monday, December 22 2003 02:23 AM (hfsVK)

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