Huckleberries on the Equinox

We had warm huckleberry pie at midnight (from berries we picked in the afternoon) with HagenDaas Vanilla ice cream. Ahhh, wilderness! But pie at midnight = insomnia, + slow dial up = 4 AM torture, the only solace is listening to the distant coyotes howl. A raccoon fell off the porch while hunting stray huckleberries.

Soon it will be time to head south, over Lucas Valley Road, hoping I'll be going against tourist traffic, but today it's unusually light out in the backroads of West Marin. Few cars at the church too. Church bell and droning flies, the oceanic surcease of passing cars.

added, rev 9/17