The moon wasn’t quite full this morning, but it was pretty. I thought of the morning that I saw the full moon hanging very low in the sky, and I tried to get out to see it hanging low over the houses at Hammond’s Creek. Tried and failed. Twice I’ve missed a moon like that. So I headed out this morning just in case this moon might be the one I capture, but no.
And it wasn’t raining, but it also wasn’t the prettiest sunrise. But there will be another one tomorrow there always is.
A Snowbird's Life Through the Lens 