Moonlight and Evening

 Barefoot, I walk out to the garden. The air is gray and cool and smells of dirt and dill. Dodging water droplets, the wet earth soft on my feet,  I move the sprinkler to another section of tangled weeds and vegetables. In the distance goat bells chime. 
I stop at the barn yard to latch the gate and offer a goodnight treat to two little goats. The moon rises round and serene over the treeline.
Before heading  back inside where pickles and green beans wait to be processed, I stop and breathe deep of moonlight and evening. With each breath of evening, perfect contentment fills my lungs and courses through my veins. 

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(This is my attempt at writing Zuihitsu, which is a genre of Japanese literature consisting of loosely connected personal essays and fragmented ideas that typically respond to the author's surroundings. The name is derived from two Kanji meaning "to follow" and "brush", and thus works of the genre should be considered not as traditionally planned literary pieces but rather as casual or randomly recorded thoughts by the author. For more information about Zuithitsu, click here.)