Sitting tonight watching a hazy cottonball of a moon. It sits up there in a dusk clear sky with no clouds. Or so it seems.
It’s hazy because it’s shining through a very moist damp sky, a watery filter we can’t see.
Then occasionally a dusky blue cloud the very same colour as the sky passes in front of it and the moon goes dark, hidden by a cloud that can’t be seen.
Then it’s revealed again as that indistinguishable thought passes.