September 2021
November 2nd
We report that time of transition of the Moon still looking quite full even as it is starting to wane. Almost got us, there, Moon, but we know your calendar too well to be fooled. Ha!
September 1st
We report that our expert interrupted their observation of the sky to offer the following quote: "Clouds in a blue sky is nice and all, but clouds in front of other clouds is a concept that begins to venture into the realm of the very cool and interesting. I like that."
September 4th
We report: the night somehow feels darker from under the streetlamps. It is slightly foggy and the tall grass that brushes against our knees is damp. Our imagination keeps making up some tall tales over the noises and shadows around us, and we cannot seem to walk fast enough.
September 3rd
We report: on the threshold between summer and autumn, there are sometimes a few days that feel breezy yet warm, light, and fragrant with sunshine. During those days, we unconsciously seek puddles of sunlight in which to sit and perhaps take a long nap.
September 5th
We report that Sun rays are simple in a sweet way. The clouds open up, and in their midst, the Sun shines straight through, no funny business. It is difficult to see when one is standing right underneath, but from a distance, the path of the light is clear and bright.
September 7th
We report: there it is, the day is winding down and the light is dimming slowly. This is a feeling akin to the one we get when we get to lay down and close our eyes at the end of a long day, as everything around us takes on shades of blue and grey, and the temperature drops.
September 6th
We report cirrus vertebratus sprawled out across the sky. Though we hardly ever notice specific shapes in the clouds, it is hard for us not to see this one, a long spine-like shape that is taking up most of this corner of the sky. We paused for a bit to look at it more closely.
September 11th
We report: out in the woods, we noticed through the foliage how low the Sun was, and then the wind in the shadows. And there was something deep there among the trees - the smell of damp wood, a shift in colours, a bit of a chill. Not quite there yet, but we know what it was.
September 8th
We report that we sometimes find ourselves wondering how many people are looking at the sky at the same time as we are. We wonder where they might be, looking out a window or walking down the street, a hand held out to check for some rain, or a phone camera pointed at a sunset.
September 9th
We report: the colours in the sky today had a taste and a texture, sweet and downy. Those hues faded away even as the early morning was still wrapped around the mountains with lingering humidity from the night, and so too did we walk away.
September 21st
We report: it is the middle of the afternoon on a hot September day. Those always feel like rare and precious things, akin to the last fruits of the season. The Sun is beating down on us, although it is not quite as high in the sky; we can feel autumn coming at a gentle pace.
September 10th
We report a sky full of shimmering silver, the light revealing new layers minute after minute. There are days one would call cloudy, and there are the days when clouds keep coming in the wind, parading in all their different shapes and shades, glimmering in the hidden sunshine.
September 12th
We report: we craned our neck to look at some stray clouds and got lost in the blue. We found ourselves staring into it, not in any rush to look away; we felt truly carefree for a few minutes.
September 13th
We report about the Moon again. We had seen many moons, in the daytime, in complete darkness - we had cupped her in the hollow of our hand. Tonight, she was the same and different, as she is every time, and she was of a colour we knew but had never seen on her. It was precious.
September 14th
We report: this is a long day, and the clouds seem perfectly still and unchanging in the languishing evening. We cannot remember what time it was when the sky started to darken, but it has been a long while, and the sky really has not changed much since. Everything seems frozen.
September 15th
We report that though the sky was quite cloudy for most of the day, and in the evening there came to be some mist, the Sun broke through for a bit. It revealed the shape of the clouds as it shone from behind them, and, and it poured into the fog, bringing a milky quality to it.
September 16th
We report: today, the temperature of the sea is 16°C, the wind direction is 170°, the wind speed is 8 knots with gusts of 13 knots. The cloud cover is 20% with no precipitation and no risk of precipitation. The pressure is 1012 hPa. We wish you all a lovely day.
September 17th
We report a sleepy path through the bit of cold that has been seeping into our mornings and evenings. We are teetering on the edge of light rain, a few drops here and there, but the wind seems to be carrying it away. We can hear some cattle and dogs in the distance.
September 18th
We report a cavum in the sky today, a hole through which something very big and very invisible fell. We have been searching in the general area underneath this fallstreak hole, to no avail, perhaps due to the fact that we were unaware as to what we were looking for.
September 19th
We report that during many moments of sky-gazing, we come to think - there is to us all a longing, a quiet, something that gets us to look up and stare. There is sometimes a moment of realisation of the things that exist far beyond us, and perhaps a desire for them.
September 20th
We report: there was fog to get lost in tonight, and get lost, we did - we had no flashlights and the night was so dark. The Moon emerged from behind the clouds at last, though, and we did eventually find our way back between the trees (close as we were from our starting point).
September 22nd
We report enough rain to drown a town. Though it rained all day, the sky stayed the kind of shade that implies heavy clouds. We gathered ourselves for a walk under the silver waters, and it was good, to know more of that feeling of being irremediably soaked to the bones.
September 23rd
We report: the evening started out nice and warm, and suddenly got a lot colder as the wind rose and the Sun set. We are told that this is something that happens quite often, if not on a daily basis. It is our understanding that this is even a natural and universal occurrence.
September 24th
We report, in this place, geese are flying down South for the cold season. The sky is cloudy and the air is humid in the early morning, but we can hear the geese from where we stand, shaking the last dregs of our sleepiness.
September 25th
We report: it is the loss of light, at times, that makes every bit of colour, every last nuance much more intense. And the night falls, endlessly, and the darkness makes no promise of ever lifting then; but we remember the last sunrise, and trust there will be another tomorrow.
September 26th
We report, this day again, we are looking at the sky - today, not out of a sense of habit, but certainly just because we know we can. There is space in the sky that is free to grab and fill ourselves with, and we want all that we can fit inside. We think we ought to.
September 27th
We report that the sky looks like someone combed through the sky, attempting to untangle the knots and sort out the clouds; obviously, they meshed back together right away.
September 28th
We report: the wind is cold tonight. Our cheeks are burning in the breeze, and our hands are numb in our pockets. As we stare out to the horizon, we feel strangely emotional, perhaps a little bit drunk from the air wheezing past our ears, and the clouds moving so fast in the sky.
September 29th
We report that it is the ocean that is able to eclipse the sky sometimes. The sound and the smell of it, and the presence of it in the air - and then, there's also knowing that clouds rise from and fall into the ocean. We know, in the darkness, how hard it is to separate the two.
September 30th
We report: when the sky started filling up with clouds, we went out to collect the laundry that was hung outside. The wind was picking up, and the rain certainly was not very far away, but we still took our time, quite happy to have an excuse to be enjoying this piece of weather.