Posts tagged: experiencing the outdoors
That's an old Woody Allen line. But it came to mind because of a couple of unexpected moments this week.
The other morning, before the sun had come up, the moon was astonishingly bright. You know, “I could read the fine print by this” bright.
I had just set out for downtown on my bike. A commercial airliner on landing approach passed overhead, right on schedule. And as I pedaled west the plane eased its way in front of the moon, the aircraft's shadow floating up the street ahead of me.
If I hadn't known I was alone, I would have jerked my head around in search of someone with whom to share the moment. “Did you see that?”
Then, this afternoon on my way home, a pine needle fell from the arboreal canopy and went right through my shirt, jabbing me. It was as if some tiny tights-wearing archer had aimed an arrow.
Maybe he's still back there, cackling. “A-haaaaa!”
Waiting for his next victim.