Moon Musing
It's 3:30AM, and I am not up because I planned to be.
I have been up now for about half an hour, and
I am indeed an early bird, but this is not my early.
My early is somewhere between 5 and 6:30AM.
I am up because as I prepared to go back to sleep,
she caught my eye from my bedroom window. I must
add that there is nothing scientific about anything I am
saying, doing, or documenting. I am simply moon musing.
Anyway, I struggled for a few minutes with whether or not
I would rise for a better view. I tossed and turned until I could
take it no more, for I confess that I am weak for the moon and
everything skyward. She stared in my direction as I stared back,
and I am reminded that she is presently seen in the western horizon
where the sun will be setting in some 15 hours or so. She was not quite
full but bright and beautiful.
I have taken several stares at her from both my bedroom and bathroom
windows as she slowly descended from view. I just took a look at 347, and she had disappeared from view. Amazing moon-the things she does when we are sleeping. In my case, she caught my eye and compelled me to rise; and after a short while, she was gone.
I suppose that I could have gotten in my car and drove around to spot
her from a different position, but there really was nothing unusual about
her behavior tonight/today to merit my wife raising questions about
my behavior. So I'll content myself by thanking the moon for getting
me out of bed this early Sunday morn. But this really is not my early.
4:27AMPT101721PS
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2021
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