Lucy In the Sky

I was out at 6am with my camera and tripod, hoping that the fuzzy blob of a moon would find a gap in the clouds before it set behind the hills. It didn’t. My camera was still on the tripod a couple of hours later when the sky turned into this psychedelic mess. I didn’t intend using it as a blip, but I was too busy to look for another.

Today the grass was still dry from yesterday. My son mowed the lawns last night when it was almost dark. This morning I attacked the long grass that overhangs paths and lawn edges. What I couldn’t manage my son did with his more powerful line trimmer. We don’t normally cut the grass during winter, but this year it has grown so fast. I couldn’t go out on a dewy morning without getting drenched. I also cut quite a lot of wood, taking advantage of the dry logs on the outdoor heap. Great to get it all done, but I’m worn out.