Another still, cold sunrise. I watch Venus creeping through the crown of a black locust, dwindling to a point that finally vanishes behind a flotilla of small clouds.


  1. Beautiful and evocative. I too have had my spirit lifted by Venus these past months. It’s my reward for rising before daybreak to let the dogs out. Thank you for this and every post. You make every day happier.

    1. Thanks for the comment. I’m glad that jibed with your experience. It feels… odd to be among a small number of humans in our post-industrial society still paying attention to something that, in a more environmentally attuned society, would have a prominent position in a consciousness that’s been taken over by the doings of celebrities, politicians and other notional stars.

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