Chiron Enters Aquarius Repost

to the west the inlet mists herself.
gray-blue approaches as brown squirrels taste sunflower seeds and house wrens dart about honeysuckle tangles.
the feel is damp out and warm in.
thoughts of homemade soup and candles. instead wyf gives leave to jack for another round of whirl and chase.
and it's in this favour, with the white boxer airbourne, mouth open and front legs raised for catch, that pine needles slip just so to reveal a visitor to fayriewood.

revealed is a V wedge in wynter's natural compost of leaves and dank soil.
who goes bye? look deeply.

down close a musky smell attracts the dog. he covers area with nose to ground but lifts a focused eye to willow oak on wood's edge. mouth oozing thick with smell of mystery, he tastes leaves on branches too low for squirrel, wood rat, deer.

in the moment of mist enveloping fayriewood, a figure seen betwixt branches and greening wylde-weed. a sound of hoof above curled leaves of hair.
look jack, put tongue back in mouth!
make welcome chiron. see him just there at turne of creeke into aquarius...