Back in July, when we moved into this house, I sat a box of blankets down in the backyard and didn't pick it back up to bring it inside until three nights ago. This means that it's officially cold (not yet dangerous cold, but still...fairly damn freezing) here in Iowa and that a man now needs to un-stow his blankets. And so, while I was out in the backyard, I looked up and saw The Full, Ripe, Round Lunar Anima winking down at me from an eternal galaxy far beyond yet somehow including the neighbor's X-mas lights. "Hello, Lady!" I spake, my hands now gone numb and goofy.
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