Driving home tonight, not all that long after darkness had fallen, I watched the moon glide in and out of clouds. Sometimes it was just a diffuse glow behind thick cotton, then, free of all obstructions, stark and vivid against a black sky. Occasionally, it was surrounded by a halo, a creamy gossamer ice ring on this crisp autumn night. When we arrived home I reached for the camera. Chuck kindly brought me my walking stick so that I could use it as an improvised monopod. The moon is nearly, but still not quite full. No matter. It’s there. It’s above us all, reflecting, influencing, guiding and it’s beautiful.
6 comments:
I love the moon. Thank you for the picture.
gorgeous
Gail
Beautiful! I also love moon pictures.
I just love the moon its so ethereal and other worldly
xx
Hi All -
I'm delighted you all liked the photo!
;o)
- Lee
I love the moon as does Jake. Before Jake goes to bed, we always look out the window to see the moon. From when he was tiny, I used to recite the little verse "I see the moon and the moon sees me, God bless the moon and God bless me". I love the fact that no matter where you are in the world, it's there.
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