Howling

Friends and colleagues of Mr. Alwayswandering threw him a dinner to congratulate him on his new job in London. As we left their house and drove past the darkened reservoir near the highway, the mood ducked between brilliantly outlined clouds and produced an awesome display of dark and light and silver linings.

This is not that photo.

I had to wait until we got home, by which time the clouds were wispy and undefined. I was disappointed, but liked the way the trees looked in this photo and the light of the moon.