Darkness to see.
Yesterday evening the non full moon shone like a shiny thing from the cloudless sky as I made my way back home along the waen.
The ride home was with the wind, and roads looked shiny grey with or without lighting. Flick off the full beam and see over the hedgerows and into the fields flattened and blue with moonlight, such sacred, magical stuff.
The sweet oddity of going the rural route into work, shorter, steeper, wall to wall fields and hedges, but not even so much as a stray thorn to be found. Go figure. Reply from the council - jolly nice chap, must take the time to reply.
Windless ride today - makes you realise how selective the brain is as you hear more, notice smoothness and issues. Here is to noticing things.



