06-27-2018
Often, a place offers a partial glimpse of what is within, but doesn’t reveal it all at once.
Life unfolds.
There was a next to full moon last night. Things can get a bit looney on those nights. People lighten up.
The moon is out early and full in the sky. There are just a few clouds, so the illumination is a wash of light, which gives an almost daytime visibility. I had mentioned these conditions to DF and suggested a full moon stroll on the Tucson river walk.
There is an ever expanding system of asphalt trails along the generally dry Rillito and Santa Cruz Rivers. It expands for many miles now. Along the way, there are the mesquite tree bosques and occasional parks. All are pleasant. We haven’t walked there for several years, but to watch the floods, or the bats come out from under bridges at dusk. We visit the henge on the solstice.
It is approaching 10pm on a Wednesday night, as we are parking in the lot at the Racket Club. I have my camouflage kilt and toe shoes. DF has covered herself with a short light dress. Otherwise, we have left everything, but the car keys.
I must explain. I went back in the daylight and took a few photos to illustrate. You can click them to enlarge and clarify them. It is night and we want just a moonlit walk in the park.
Daytime Biker Between Two Bridges
The Free Range Naturist 