The moon and Old Butte.
Its name only shows up on a handful of maps, the craggy summit behind our house. Old Butte, it's called. Hanging above it the other night was the hazy, sliver-of-a-moon, suspended in twilight.
Its name only shows up on a handful of maps, the craggy summit behind our house. Old Butte, it's called. Hanging above it the other night was the hazy, sliver-of-a-moon, suspended in twilight.
