Write/Think/Paint 

This is my neighbor's house. This is the 4th of July weekend. This is the Catskills. The air is perfect. Fireflys soar. The sky cries...

Blackness becomes a glowing edge over the trees. Shimmering. Etched. Primal.

The moon rests on air. Small sphere over such a large horizontal lake. A balancing act of supreme beauty.