8/05/2009
Moon Rise
Random Moon Thoughts:
The moon is not made of cheese. It is made of pink cotton candy.
I have tried many times to recreate these colours in a bedroom and nature always does it better.
It must have been incredible to actually stand on the moon -I know, I know - understatement of the century! but still...
There's a child's poem I used to recite to my kids...part of which was.."I see the moon, and the moon sees me."
I know that I'm very very fortunate to be sitting at my dining room table, looking at the moon as I tap away on the keyboard. Can't imagine not living this close to nature anymore. I sit here, the moon rises, fish jump, waves lap on shore...I'm healed.
Manet got it right.
Goodnight moon.
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5 comments:
great story, great photos
Goodnight Moon, I'm lost for words...
I like your moon musings...I do the same sometimes as i sit by my window late into the night (unfortunately, I hear the stray car instead of the stray wave...)
Hey Kelly - that's pretty funny! We have the stray cats too, but them I ignore if possible...raccoons on the other hand can howl with the best of them!
I love this post!
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