It's the midpoint between the birthdays of Kirk and Spock. Talking about it that way almost makes it sound like an equinox. The midpoint where Oak King and Holly King meet as equals. When the stars turn in their appointed rounds and face each other across the firmament, and stargazers rejoice in their combined splendor.
It just started storming like hell outside. No chance of seeing the stars twinkle tonight!
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
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