The eleventh archival element of the year.

yes, there are others

Archival Remnant no 11. catalogue no MX 749

The moon’s been hanging around all day.

I noticed it first just after lunch when I looked past the chain link fence behind the muddy ditch.

And there it was.

By the way, I eat my lunch at normal lunch eating times and not in the middle of the night so the fact that the Moon was up there whilst I was eating my sandwiches was a tad unusual.

It looked - well the three quarters or so that was visible - radiant.

A part pearl set in a sea of blue.

There is something about the light these days – as spring startles the crisp clear air of winter – that just lets me get away with saying ‘A part pearl set in a sea of blue’.

Anyway it was still hanging around later when I walked down the city street to the river.

The moon was hanging out right over the church spire.

I didn’t notice it down by the river; I got distracted taking photos of peoples shadows.

Then I forgot and went to the cinema.

Late showing, it started at 10pm.

I’m hanging around too; I’m waiting for tomorrow.

I came out of the cinema at just-before pumpkin time (midnight).

I’m thinking of Cinderella here.

Who hung around for her shoe.

Or was it her Prince?

Anyway – the moon was still there.

The sky had given up and gone home so the part pearl was alone in a black night.

I walked the streets, the moon bobbed above.

“Hey”, I called, “you’ve been hanging around all day”.

But answer came there none.