Monday, November 2, 2009


One of the great things that my parents showed to me ~ the full moon. If the weather was nice, we would find a good place in the yard, or out in the field by the house, to sit and watch the full moon rise. I thought everyone did that until a high school girlfriend happened to be at our house on the night of the full moon and told me how strange it was. It's still an event here on the hill, strange or no, and it is particularly beautiful tonight.


Cathy said...

Oh, how beautiful!

Dan Dutton said...

Jean Ritchie taught me a little children's song, a little girl's song, specifically, that she and her sisters used to sing, holding hands, she said, when they saw the full moon. It begins "I see the Moon, and the Moon sees me."

Hadn't thought of that, till I read your comment!