339/365 Randall,
Tim’s former-crush clone, works her own letterpress, champions a woman’s right to choose, once sent me to the family’s private spring creeks where, when my 2-a.m. bladder forced me out of the tent, I got sucked into the vast expanse of wild Montana stars.
posted by Indigo Bunting at 7:02 AM
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I can see you dancing amoung those Montana stars. Brilliant!
I love that last line! Great post!
I felt the same way about the wild Vermont stars. That's why I kept insisting on lying in the middle of your road in late autumn, staring at the sky: the Milky Way was absolutely intoxicating.
The first thing I said about Vermont when I began coming here many years ago - "Great Sky"! It still amazes me everytime I step outside and look up at the clear night sky. And the sunsets and rises always cause me to stop, pull over, or grab a friend to watch in wonder.
I feel unbelievably lucky to have a regular view of the Milky Way above my house.
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