The sky was airbrushed with gloriously delicate hues this morning. I was compelled to stop, admire and give thanks, and share with you.
If you look just above and to the right of the centre, there is the fingernail, waning, almost gone, crescent moon.
A fingernail moon rides high in the early morning sky.
A distant house reflects early morning light as the full moon still shines high in the sky.
It has been a glorious early spring day. Full sun, not a cloud in the sky, Bella Luna rising in the afternoon.
A good day to be alive.
Southbound to UPS’ Louisville hub on a lovely morning, a UPS 747 passes the waning moon.
I make a 180 degree pivot after taking the previous photo and see the moon setting, braced by tree limbs and hydro lines.
Taken together, a lovely way to start the day.
The rising moon illuminates the final evening of this calendar year. The next calendar year will rise in a few hours. Like all years it will be a year of good, indifferent, and not good events. (My feeling is that it will be another year of a general, almost imperceptible slide.)
I will try to accept all that happens with grace and equanimity.
A fine way to wrap up a recent day.
The moon rides high, an eternal presence far above our triumphs, troubles, and tragedies.
Before going to sleep for the day, the setting moon brightly shines above a still-dark soybean field.
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