We had a Witches’ Sky last night, after a rainy day. The sunset afterglow turned from dusky orange to frisky pink with a patch or two of blue.
We saw a throng of witches practicing close-flight maneuvers in preparation for their show at the end of the month; they were very good – like a formation of migrating geese, even.
It all was part of a swamping-out process that eventually resulted in a clear, starry night with a crescent moon, followed by today’s beautiful morning. (Brooklin, Maine)