Don't know if it's the wildfire to the northwest or my eyes. The night sky seems hazy to me. But at least the moon has set.
The low blanket noise of the insects is broken by a car on the road below our hill. Sound travels oddly through the trees to the middle of the field where I sit. It all sounds like beat up country warbling on those dark turns into the valley. I like to think that it's Waylon or Kris coming through their dashboard.
There! To the east!
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