Although there are flashes of lightening in the southeastern sky, the nearly full moon in Aquarius (it will enter Pisces on the actual full moon tomorrow) sits very close to Jupiter in the south. As I sit here at the table on the porch, sipping my wine, I see a small cloud that looks exactly like a sperm whale. It floats between the two lights in the sky as if it is swimming between two islands in a purple sea.
Down the street a couple of students also sit on their porch, talking quietly as distant thunder rolls, hushing the crickets, frogs, and cicadas. Once it's over the choir goes back to its singing. Occasionally, a car drives past, but they're used to that and continue the chirping, croaking and buzzing.
Our wind chimes hum in the breeze and the cat scouts from the ledges that surround the porch. The trees sound like an ocean as the breeze makes the familiar crescendo that reports an incoming storm. Thunder, another flash of lightening, and more clouds pass over the moon's face. In the distance a dog barks.