Surprises in the night
2024-09-17 23:18We watched the partial eclipse from Robbins Farm, a dent of shadow in the seas of a harvest moon already rust-ringed by a mackerel sky. ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch was driving because my knee is slightly blown out and we hadn't been sure from the city-lit blackness over Route 2 whether an overcast had crept up when we weren't looking, but there was the moon when we parked, bright enough to read by, and there was the glittering string of the Boston skyline, doing its best to take out the rest of the stars, and there were a few other eclipse-goers scattered across the top of the park, but mostly there was the bitten moon, as if it had flattened itself against the thickening clouds, and we watched it until it rounded itself out again. The plane that flew across its halo looked like a paper puppet. As we drove home, WHRB furnished us with Black Belt Eagle Scout's "Soft Stud" (2018) and Queen Sea Big Shark's "Be Wild" (2016) and a giggly boothful of overnight college DJs dedicating their shift to the mid-autumn festival, the moon, and a made-up listener. We lamented the local lack of all-night diners and returned home to Hestia with the moon in her eyes.
spatch was driving because my knee is slightly blown out and we hadn't been sure from the city-lit blackness over Route 2 whether an overcast had crept up when we weren't looking, but there was the moon when we parked, bright enough to read by, and there was the glittering string of the Boston skyline, doing its best to take out the rest of the stars, and there were a few other eclipse-goers scattered across the top of the park, but mostly there was the bitten moon, as if it had flattened itself against the thickening clouds, and we watched it until it rounded itself out again. The plane that flew across its halo looked like a paper puppet. As we drove home, WHRB furnished us with Black Belt Eagle Scout's "Soft Stud" (2018) and Queen Sea Big Shark's "Be Wild" (2016) and a giggly boothful of overnight college DJs dedicating their shift to the mid-autumn festival, the moon, and a made-up listener. We lamented the local lack of all-night diners and returned home to Hestia with the moon in her eyes.
