Ally has an event at the Fort this weekend. I drove her up Friday to stay the next two nights.
We arrived after dark. The moon was bright, the skies clear.
Ordinarily, visiting the fort is stepping back into a bustling place where I have so much to do.
Tonight it was silence. There was nobody but Ally and I.
We got to listen to silence. It was wonderful.
It was dark. Walking through the entrance in the dark is different. The shadows are longer. The palisade, taller, more imposing.
I stood there for a while, thinking of what it would have been like to stand sentry in the dark. My eyes adjusting to the moonlight, watching for the waving of the grass. Listening for anything disturbing the sleep of the fauna.
It is a beautiful memory.
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