tree #10

Two nights ago, 

the air was crystalline,

and the full moon silvered the snow-covered trees.

Nice planet.

I think we ought to keep it.

tree #10 

reclipse

I'm as much of a heathen as anyone,

so I regret not staying up to see

the totality of the eclipse on the solstice.

But I did see the moon rise that night.

O my Dog.

copasetic cosmos

Wishing you all a happy, healthy and fortunate

Solstice, Full Moon & Lunar Eclipse!

Credit: Jim Fakatselis, NASA

may moon

This was the full moon rising last Thursday night.

I think the photo looks a little like one of Loriann Signori's beautiful pastels. It's this blurry because it was taken hand-held, and I'd had one glass of wine (cheap date).

I don't know what Loriann's excuse is.

I don't think she needs one.

cold moon

When I left the studio last night, the full moon was rising. The frigid ten degrees and still air hung my breath in a solid cloud before me. It has to be the Cold Moon, I thought. I grabbed my camera and began shooting. The exposures seemed longer than life itself, and I fought to catch the moments between breaths, shivers, and heartbeats. It became a true out-of-body experience. I passed those little eternities wondering why I was there without a coat, yet warm nonetheless. I knew there had to be a reason beyond the moon's obvious beauty. 

Happy birthday, Loriann!    

auspicion

I'm suspicious that yesterday was auspicious. In fact, I'm pretty sure it was. I met my doppelganger. "Huh?" you ask. "So?" you ask. All I can ask is, "Well, do you have one?" Here's a clue: if you have a blog and are on a list of like-mindeds, odds are there's a doppelganger out there somewhere with your face in their place. I've not had one before, one which I knew about anyway. So far, it's a sweet mindblow. As if to mark the occasion, a full moon popped up last night. The Maple Sugar Moon. Sweet, indeed.