Tobie and I went out at five for the first pee, and the full moon was so high and bright in the cloudless sky that I didn’t even need my headlamp. An hour later I looked out the kitchen window and saw the sky lightening in the east, and went out to take a picture of my favorite view of my funny-looking little cabin…
Every time I have to paint it, or (corral someone else to) do some roof work, I curse the day someone talked me into putting a high loft in the thing. But you can’d deny it does make for a very unusual-looking little building.
Being awake and outdoors at that time of day in a rural setting is something special that few in larger cities will never know. It is a time when the quiet, still of the night seems to be almost otherworldly.
I would suspect that though you are unhappy about the prospect of having to paint it, that loft has proven useful over the years.
that moon was something. made me squint staring at it.