Tonight, I came home from work, and the moon was just gorgeous. It illuminated everything just beautifully, and so, on the spur of the moment, I went for a night walk. I walked down to neighbor Ken's field. I stood looking at the way the daisies and the Queen Anne's lace glowed by the light of the moon. I looked at the way the moon reflected on the surface of the pond. I studied my own moon shadow. I listened to the frogs and the crickets. As I walked back, I could smell the horses from the Saddle Club across the road. I looked at the trees silhouetted by the full moon. I picked out star constellations. I heard the snort of a startled deer in the brush wondering what sort of critter was out prowling this night.
I love my corner of the world.