it makes me feel sad and patriotic at the same time

Somewhere, someone plays "Taps" at 2300. I don't know if it only started recently, but I noticed it yesterday, too. I don't know if it's for a special person, or maybe it's going on at Arlington Cemetery. But just now I walked out onto my balconey and heard a strains of a bugle filling the air. It's so poetic, the last-quarter moon hanging in the clear night sky, the gentle breeze, the unseasonable 60 degrees. There aren't many places where one hears "Taps" at night. Maybe it's in preparation for Veteran's Day.