A stop
Today the moon and sun shone in tandem on the morning sky, seemingly disrupting the normal order of the world; indeed a storm is wreaking havoc, toppling the trees who are falling on the power lines, causing power outages, falling on the road causing blockages, falling on pedestrians, killing them.
But that’s north from here. Here in a repurposed prison cell made into a hotel room we make a stop on this little island.
Outside now only the moon shines, I see the stars on the dark sky, and some brightly coloured clouds which looks just as wrong on there — but just as beautiful — as the moon did next to the sun this morning.
Today as we took the whole family on the road we paused to go into a car wash to my child’s and my dogs’ delight.
Last time I parked diagonally in the car wash, outside of the tracks, and I’d forgotten to fold the rear view mirrors so we did that as the water was splatting into the cockpit in a dramatic manner, but this time my wife drove, and also I’ve gotten new glasses.
Last time the car had dirt stripes like a tiger after the wash, but now it’s just red