UD‘s insta-meteor blogging starts here, in this historically registered cabin on a Maryland sheep farm. UD has left ‘thesda for dark open sky, and so far things look pretty good. The cottage keeper prepared for us by setting two chairs out at the edge of the pasture. “Just be sure to lock the gate behind you.” Three sheep will share the star party.
It’s hot, I’m not gonna lie to you. Our walk across the pasture just now (it’s late afternoon) was sweaty and buggy. But a breeze is coming up, and it’s bound to be cooler at three AM.
Speaking of bugs, I saw, on my way to the creek, a gold and black horned spider at the center of a vast web. Must find out what it is. Also saw maybe a skunk? Not sure.
Butterflies are everywhere, of course – a big garden opens out from the cabin, and right now a lot of it is about blooming butterfly bushes.
The window unit here in the bedroom keeps things cool. There’s a musty smell all over and lots of exposed beams and a small library upstairs which includes a 2008 Critical Inquiry.
The plan is as follows: Les UDs go back down county for dinner. On their return, they sleep until midnight. Then they steal out to the pasture (scaring the shit out of the sheep, I guess), place their chairs in the center of the field, and look up.