Perfect Night
Tonight would be a perfect night to be out bush. A gibbous moon, a slight breeze rustling the eucalypts and some scattered cloud. Cool, but warm enough to not require winter clothes. I'd set up my swag so that the morning moon would not wake me and doze off listening to the sky. As it was, I made myself a mug of tea and just stood in the back yard looking t the sky, ignoring the city around me.