I hope you got to see it tonight. Or last night, if it's already morning where you are, or you're reading this some hours from now (I'm writing around 11pm, US Central Time). It's an absolutely beautiful night here, and I've been sitting by the moonlit water drinking bourbon. The temperature is pretty much perfect, at least if you're wearing shorts and a t-shirt and sandals. There's a very slight breeze. Two herons croaked and flew up from somewhere to my left and passed right over me as big black silent silhouettes. I thought about the Nazgul but the atmosphere was far too benign for the thought to have any power.
The life of the senses only gets slightly better than this. Skoal and goodnight, y'all.
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