The West

I've always had an irrational preference for the direction West. I'm not sure exactly where it came from - perhaps from Tolkien's valorisation of the West, or from living in the "West beyond the West", or the west half of a city, or what...

But now I have a good reason. I'm currently living east of where I spend my days, and it's entirely the wrong direction to commute. Heading west in the morning and east in the evening means my back is to all the natural goodness...if you live west of where you work, then you're facing the sunrise/sunset for the whole commute. 

On the plus side, tonight's sky was gorgeous and yesterday there was an amazing moon. Almost full (Waning Gibbous, actually, if anyone cares). And I got glimpses of both.