That was the song that came on as I trotted down the road.. rather, the song that came on as I paused.
If I'd had a camera, I'd have blown the photo up, hung it on the wall.
Called it "half harvest travels" or some other such nonsense.
But it was beautiful, half a harvest orange moon, hovering just above the train tracks. Trees silhouetted, rails lightly glowing back the orange.