1. Look In The West
There was something beeping in my pocket — a faint, hard-to-hear sound, like a vague reminder of something I’ve forgotten to do. I snapped out of my fajita-taco-consuming euphoria and pulled out my phone.
“Look in the west,” Susan said, “the comet it’s…” And the connection dropped.
I walked around the corner of the building and peered into the western sky. A thin slice of a crescent moon hovered above the silhouettes of the trees. A dim glow lingered on the mostly hidden horizon. The parking lot lights glared and made the darkening sky hard to see.
No comet. Maybe it was behind the trees by now.
2. Dirty Ice Rocks
“I thought you might enjoy some pictures of dirty ice rocks in the sky,” Aaron emailed.
He included four attachments.
Against a darkening blue-black with a pitch black silhouette of the Davis Mountains, the comet smeared an orange-yellow tail across the sky. Somewhere just below the curving line of the mountaintops, the sun was shining, it’s light reflecting off those dirty ice rocks that he had captured with his camera.
3. A Morning Off
On a Friday off from work, with day rising in the east and an orange glow on the trees and the breeze of day beginning to stir, I sat down and took the stylus in hand and threw down some bits.
I never saw it. But I drew it. Does that count for anything?
