Long Day's Night

Days like today are hard. Not because of too much planned, or pending deadlines. But because I need to head ought the door to catch a 6:15 bus.

The early hour doesn't deter me. The darkness does.

At 6:15 nothing stirs. The houses are dark. Cars are still. No one is around. The frost simmers in the street light. Only the faintest suggestion of a glow hints at the eastern horizon. If I weren't so familiar with our city, I could easily dismiss the ambient light as downtown.

The moon still glows from her peak.

And she will likely be in the same station when I head home tonight.

This is the worst of winter.  And perhaps the most serene.

But how I do long for the sun...