Day 99 - 09:48am, 9 April 2019
I walk from the kitchen to the adjoining sun room without bothering to switch the light on. The moon is low in a cloudless sky, a paper-thin slither of luminosity pinned to an ebony billboard. Because I am looking at it through the window, the glass plays tricks on the eyes. I clearly see a giant, celestial dandelion arcing from its base. It is breathtaking. Underneath, a star - or perhaps a planet, I do not know which - is a single white drawing pin left carelessly in the board at a jaunty angle. Or, just maybe, it could be a single dandelion seed that has parachuted there.
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