Tag: night

Mid-November

The early morning arrives… The sun rises later and the sound of the AM crickets are no longer heard like they were in the recent months. Instead what’s alive and kicking against my window is the whistling of the wind and the cry of a passing train, which peacefully fades. From that alone, I can…

Green Meteor, or Something Unknown?

I was driving home on a freezing October night around midnight when I saw one of the most remarkable sights I’d ever seen with my own two eyes while crossing over the bridge from Long Branch into Oceanport on Shrewsberry Ave. As soon as I crossed over the small bridge simultaneously my head slowly lifted…