azurelunatic | In passing, I note:

In passing, I note:

Beautiful night out there, with the moon almost full. It's almost naturally dark, here in the darkest part of Arizona's winter, and I delight in it. Clouds blew across the face of the moon, and the night was warm, warm, warm, with a breeze making sure the air stayed relatively fresh, and not stagnant as often happens.

It's a night for the setting of things in motion.

Tomorrow, in the morning, I find my pale pearl nail polish.