{"id":71,"date":"2005-05-11T20:06:03","date_gmt":"2005-05-12T02:06:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.douglasblaine.com\/index.php\/?p=71"},"modified":"2010-09-07T19:35:19","modified_gmt":"2010-09-08T01:35:19","slug":"coralines-moon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.douglasblaine.com\/index.php\/20050511\/coralines-moon\/","title":{"rendered":"Coraline\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Moon"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.sxc.hu\/browse.phtml?f=profile&#038;l=gobran111\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.douglasblaine.com\/i\/moon.jpg\" alt=\"moon in the clouds\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Early this morning I dreamt I was laying on the deck looking up at the night sky.<\/p>\n<p>It was chilly and maybe even frosty, but I recall not caring so much.  Objects filled in the inconsequential periphery of my vision.  They must have been a gas grill, a glass table, deck chairs, and faded plastic children&#8217;s sized deck chairs.  A fat crescent moon was directly over me&#8211;horns pointing left.<\/p>\n<p>Though it was clearly night time, sunset splashed clouds framed the moon in a ragged combination of white, dark gray, orange, yellow, red, and maybe vibrant rust.  They were pasted to the thick blue sky, but over time I could tell they were changing.  I wanted to capture the view, but I did not want to miss it either.<\/p>\n<p>I had time to go get the camera.<\/p>\n<p>Rushing back out to the deck, I lay down for the same effect as before and saw through the viewfinder that the clouds had sped up&#8211;almost to a roil.  The the inside-warm camera body and lens drew moisture from the air like that arm-sized magnet my Grandpa owned drew shavings from the soil around his driveway.<\/p>\n<p>What I wanted moved too fast to capture and what I had to capture it with had failed.<\/p>\n<p>Putting the camera down to the deck I watched the clouds suffocate the moon in plain colorless shades until it was unable to even limn the occlusion.  The sky was black now and void of stars.<\/p>\n<p>I woke up.<\/p>\n<p><em>Before we went to bed, your Mother and I had been talking about taking more pictures of you.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Early this morning I dreamt I was laying on the deck looking up at the night sky. It was chilly and maybe even frosty, but I recall not caring so much. Objects filled in the inconsequential periphery of my vision. 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