Around 4:45am,
south of Chapel Hill, I see an amazing sky that just sort of opens
up on the right horizon... it's still dark so we turn the headlights
off, cruisin' along at 75mph in awe of the skyward disply of celestial
mechanics appearing on the right horizon... a touch of heaven,
it gives thrills that shudder thru the car... it's a series of
layers, one on top of the other, of perfectly seated blacks, greys
and reflex blues with a shot of pale grey stuck in here and there
and it just moves along the horizon close enough to touch, scrapping
above the pine forest and the tall evergreens that sit in the
perfectly coiffed and hoed and furrowed rows on either side of
the road... and as we watch, the entire skyscape changes as a
drizzle overtakes the cloud bank and streaks through the now turned
back on headlights... |