Clearing

From dawn to dusk, clouds, blue skies, clouds again. The Wednesday afternoon farmers' market was just starting when I walked out for groceries, and provided lovely raspberries, a huge head of red oakleaf lettuce, an heirloom tomato weighing over a pound, and a batch of handmade spinach papardelle pasta noodles. Hey, we have dinner.
Evening walk with beloved spouse; we walked on a trail through Woodland Park and up past the Zoo. There were strains of music, and as we got closer, we realized it was a Zoo Concert. The featured group was Los Lobos, who were winding up their show. They played an encore, Neil Young's old song "Cinnamon Girl," which we listened to through the fence. Walking on, we passed a cafe having a Wednesday night margarita special, so stopped in for dessert. Back home, we saw herds of rabbits down by a lit up soccer field. It was a full moon, and the rabbits appeared to be dancing quadrilles to some music we couldn't hear.
The moon appeared briefly behind shreds of clouds, before they drew together and covered it again.