Two Wheels To Nowhere

On my way to an early dentist appointment, I was treated to a setting Moon over my right shoulder and then as I turned down Little Avenue, a purplish glow surrounding the headlights that were making their way up the hill towards the Four Hundred. My bleary-eyed ride to the prospect of getting my teeth scraped and bleeding gums was brightened by the heavenly bodies to the East and West, simultaneously. There’s always a silver lining…