Full Moon Ride Schedule [From BA 43-500]
"This moon is for long underwear and an extra pair of socks, flannel shirts and worn out scarves waving from behind us as we pop-pop together over gravel roads."
adapted from BA 43-500
Based on John Mosley’s Phases of the Moon, Griffith Observatory
This moon, the one you’ve set a reminder to see, is a moon made for riding, baskets strewn with twine-tied apple cake and strong whisky in a metal flask. This moon is for long underwear and an extra pair of socks, flannel shirts and worn out scarves waving from behind us as we pop-pop together over gravel roads.
This moon is for picking a perfect spot on someone else’s land as we watch it rise over the cracked oak tree whose branches have been empty for a while now. This is a moon for dodging potholes a-hoot and a-holler as we race home red-cheeked, fingers tingling, eyes blurry from the wind.
This moon is for passing around your last bottle of brew and hunching over chili bowls and warm bread next to a small ringed fire in the withered yard. This moon is for resting our heads against the backs of our chairs and opening our eyes wide in the crisp winter air and wondering about the stars and black holes and where exactly we’re supposed to go from here.
This is a moon for dark-hour whispers around a wooden table as you sip coffee in your kitchen that smells heavily of herbs, the sun threatening to come up again off in the east somewhere. It’s a moon your weary legs can use to climb familiar stairs without switching on the light and crawl into bed next to someone warm, moonrays creeping across the floor.