Yes folks, it was a very full moon. I have several decent shots of it, yet this one shows the most detail. No fancy tricks with the photo editor here. What you see is what I saw, when I snapped the photo. Pleased to have my camera back, I wandered through the neighbourhood, as the moon rose, in my overcoat and slippers. I sometimes wonder, and wonder if others do too! Hey, whatever it takes, right?
For intriguing insights into the planets, moon and stars, you may want to check out kaliyugashaktimama, where you can read about the Frost Moon and much more. My path continues, each day presenting new challenges, as well as unexpected gifts. Today was a day on fast forward. As soon as the chain of events was set in motion , no chance remained of turning back. I went with the flow, consequently, nearly running out of time for all that needed to be done.
My day’s events turned when I stopped for coffee I spent two hours talking with a guy down on his luck.
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I finally got my camera back … oh, yes … minus the rechargeable batteries, of course. Talk about aggravating. Now what? My word against theirs, I suppose. Seems like it was gone forever. Although I was pleased it was home, the metal smoothness felt strangely new in my hand. I wasn’t sure where all the buttons were.
This is a strange time of year, not sure whether it is spring or fall. It is amazing the snow and cold hasn’t killed every living thing. I still have parsley peeking through the snow at the side of the house. I noticed the moon was full last night. More sirens than usual, was the first clue, knowing without even looking at the sky. The temperature rose last night, I went for a stroll and got a few good shots of the moon. Ring around … colder weather to come.
I was waiting for the bus the other day, in front of a used bookstore, when I spotted a book in the window. I went in bought it hurriedly, not wanting to miss my bus. Broken out of my dreamland, when this guy swaggered by, bending down and coming up flashing something in my face.
“Five bucks,” he waved it in the air. After taking a few more steps, his hand still in motion, stopping for a second, “It’s not yours is it?” As he continued on his way, I was left feeling in my pockets wondering where my change from purchasing the book had gone.
Mouth open, momentarily remorseful for not having spoken up in time, I watched him disappear down the sidewalk. For him to be so inflated about finding it, he must have really needed it. So in my mind I wished him well … five bucks … five bucks … five bucks … my own form of tithing. Every day a new experience!