We stand tonight in a bow of starlight. Tonight Orion once more wears his glittering cloak. It is a time of magic, a time of beginnings and the bone white new moon follows close behind the sun, moonset close to sunset. The sky is rich with stars.
The wind has dropped and it is so quiet we can almost hear the footfall of the smallest cat's paw.
We stand in the garden, tip back our heads and open our eyes wide to the sky. Tonight, if you stand in stillness, you can see the stars dance.
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I have occasionally wondered how many more stars my cats can see, with their Hubble-esque eyes with built-in mirrors. But then I wonder if they notice them at all, given the lack of food forthcoming from the heavens. My current cats are not of an intellectual bent. Red was more philosphical. I imagine he saw cats in the sky.
This is so beautiful!
*sigh*
Mom is swooning from your lovely writing.
Mom is swooning over your lovely writing.
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