Anton Chekhov

“Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
Anton Chekhov
This was the image I captured of the moon over the roof of the old church behind my apartment last night. Apart from the odd dot, a trick of light not an orbiting potato, it looked quite brilliant.
‘Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon who is already sick and pale with grief…’
(Romeo to Juliet, the balcony scene)
So I got up early, put Bob Dylan on ‘shuffle’ and started writing. But before I did that, I made myself some coffee and then breakfast, a hard boiled egg, pickled cucumber, salsa and some georgeous, nut and seed encrusted, coarsemeal sourdough bread. This day will be a good one.

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