“May Grey” (which leads to “June Gloom” here in SoCal) has arrived early. Coastal fog and clouds, often thickening enough to get light drizzle, but never any real rain.
At night, the clouds often allow some moonlight to filer through from above, while also reflecting all of the city lights. Yet you can still see some texture and the occasional hole where a bright star might shine through.
I hear the owls and night hawks and think of how wonderful I imagine it would be to be up there in these clouds and odd light, soaring and diving, drifting and coasting on the thermals.
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 