Anne here. I walked my dog late last night and the moon was coming up over the hill and I stood and watched it rise over the rooftops and emerge through the trees. When you're out in the night and a huge golden moon surges silently over the hill, it's magic.
No wonder people used to worship it. And fear it.
Dancing by the light of the moon — how many of us have done that? I don't mean in the Wiccan sense, ritualistically (though if you have, I'd love to hear about it), but just a slow dance with the beloved person, just the two of you and the moon and the distant strains of music. Or a joyous dance to fiddle music like the Owl and the Pussycat. Or a Van Morrison Moondance — still one of my favorite songs.
Like most people in western cultures I'm generally out of touch with the moon — I see it when walking the dog in the evening, or maybe when I'm driving home, but unless it's there right in front of me, looking spectacular, I often don't even notice it. It's lost behind buildings, or drowned out by bright city lights. Or hidden behind clouds, of course.
People in the past were more attuned to moons and weather and the length of the daylight hours. People on the land still are, I suspect, though not as strongly as they used to be. And some gardeners still plant according to the cycles of the moon. And fishermen are still ruled by the moon and the tides.
But it's times like last night that I think about what it must have been like in the distant past, when the day fades and the night closes in. Where I am, the days are getting longer, but in the northern hemisphere, and in the world of my book, the nights are closing in sooner, getting colder and darker and lasting longer.
In the past, darkness ruled. Until the introduction of first gas lamps and later, electricity, people only had frail barriers against the dark; a fire if you had enough fuel, a lamp or a candle or two. It's hard for modern people to imagine the sheer power of the closing in of the night. Fires, lamp oil and candles cost money. Mostly at night there was only the oblivious and unreliable light of the moon.
And the power of that both awed and frightened them. Bad things gathered under the light of the moon… and hid in the shadows. We forget that power, but it's still there.
Many years ago, when I was a new young teacher, I taught high school kids from a high rise housing commission estate — I don't know what the equivalent is in the US — "the projects" perhaps? Anyway, very poor families. Most of the kids had been born on the estate.
In my first year at that school, we took the kids camping in a national park — five days in tents, sleeping on the ground, cooking on open fires, no modern amenities except for the shower and toilet block. And on the first night we took the kids on a night walk.
Flashlight beams were darting everywhere, frightening the nocturnal animals (no bears or wolves or scary predators in Australia) so we teachers confiscated the flashlights, trying to teach the kids to walk quietly and just listen and watch by the light of the moon.
But it was a cloudy night and the moon shone only for fleeting moments, throwing as much shadow as it gave light.
Now these were tough, inner city adolescents, but they were scared, really scared (though trying hard not to show it) and not just because of the strange environment. Brought up in a high rise estate they'd never seen the dark before — their night world was invariably lit by security lights and light pollution from the city.
They thought "black as the night" was just an expression, and they were shocked that it really was black, so dark at times you could barely see your hand in front of your face.
Remember the Sopranos episode where Paulie and Christopher were lost in the woods? It was a bit like that. The kids clumped around the teachers — no fear of anyone wandering off. And it changed their view of the world.
We who live in cities, where the night is never really dark, where we can shut out the night and bright light comes at the flick of a switch, forget how important it was, sunset, moonrise, and the closing in of the night.
When I was a child and we moved to Scotland for a year, we arrived in winter. I was shocked that I went to school in the dark and came home in the dark. Dark at four o'clock in the afternoon? Unimaginable.
When you come to understand the tyranny of the night that used to exist, it's so much easier to understand the worship of the moon, and the wild pagan celebrations to mark the turning of the year, and the building of bonfires.
For me, the lengthening days mean later and later dog walks, and the opening up of life, embracing long, lazy days and warm summer nights. But in northern climes, you'll be hunkering down at night, building fires, and getting ready to cosy up. There's a domesticity about winter, an intimacy and hominess.
So, when do you see the moon? And what do you do like to do by moonlight?
Are you looking forward to winter or not? (Or summer if you're in the southern hemisphere?) What do you like about it? Hate about it? Or are you from the tropics, where seasons only come in wet or dry, and you envy others their snow and autumn leaves and spring blossoms.
I love the moon and moonlight.I like to simply go outside and look at the moon, especially when it’s full.
The only thing I liked about living in the snowy parts of Canada was how bright it could be on a moonlit winter night, with the light reflecting off the white snow.
Did you know the Lunar Society (famous group of 18th century scientists and such) were called that because they met when the moon was full in order to make travel easier?
Jo
I love the moon and moonlight.I like to simply go outside and look at the moon, especially when it’s full.
The only thing I liked about living in the snowy parts of Canada was how bright it could be on a moonlit winter night, with the light reflecting off the white snow.
Did you know the Lunar Society (famous group of 18th century scientists and such) were called that because they met when the moon was full in order to make travel easier?
Jo
I love the moon and moonlight.I like to simply go outside and look at the moon, especially when it’s full.
The only thing I liked about living in the snowy parts of Canada was how bright it could be on a moonlit winter night, with the light reflecting off the white snow.
Did you know the Lunar Society (famous group of 18th century scientists and such) were called that because they met when the moon was full in order to make travel easier?
Jo
I love the moon and moonlight.I like to simply go outside and look at the moon, especially when it’s full.
The only thing I liked about living in the snowy parts of Canada was how bright it could be on a moonlit winter night, with the light reflecting off the white snow.
Did you know the Lunar Society (famous group of 18th century scientists and such) were called that because they met when the moon was full in order to make travel easier?
Jo
I love the moon and moonlight.I like to simply go outside and look at the moon, especially when it’s full.
The only thing I liked about living in the snowy parts of Canada was how bright it could be on a moonlit winter night, with the light reflecting off the white snow.
Did you know the Lunar Society (famous group of 18th century scientists and such) were called that because they met when the moon was full in order to make travel easier?
Jo
Lovely post, Anne!
The moon is a great symbol for staying in touch with the natural world around us. I love moonlight, but like you, I tend to notice it when the moon is particularly large, or the night brilliantly clear. I live in a pretty rural neighborhood, where there isn’t much “light pollution” at night. So on those special nights, I often take a break to walk outside and take in the shimmering, silvery orb up above.I think it accentuates how very small we are in a very vast space, despite all our technological developments.
Here in the US, we’ve just switched to Daylight Savings Time, a harbinger of short days, with darkness nibbling away the afternoons. (As if Winter is rubbing it in, there is an ice storm and high winds whistling through the near-bare trees this morning.) Your reminder of how people were ruled by natural darkness and light before we could simply hit a switch really reminded me of how winter must have been a daunting season. One can understand how bonfires and rituals to coax the Sun back must have been very important to people.
Anyway, thank you for a thought-provoking post! I’ll be watching the sky tonight!
Lovely post, Anne!
The moon is a great symbol for staying in touch with the natural world around us. I love moonlight, but like you, I tend to notice it when the moon is particularly large, or the night brilliantly clear. I live in a pretty rural neighborhood, where there isn’t much “light pollution” at night. So on those special nights, I often take a break to walk outside and take in the shimmering, silvery orb up above.I think it accentuates how very small we are in a very vast space, despite all our technological developments.
Here in the US, we’ve just switched to Daylight Savings Time, a harbinger of short days, with darkness nibbling away the afternoons. (As if Winter is rubbing it in, there is an ice storm and high winds whistling through the near-bare trees this morning.) Your reminder of how people were ruled by natural darkness and light before we could simply hit a switch really reminded me of how winter must have been a daunting season. One can understand how bonfires and rituals to coax the Sun back must have been very important to people.
Anyway, thank you for a thought-provoking post! I’ll be watching the sky tonight!
Lovely post, Anne!
The moon is a great symbol for staying in touch with the natural world around us. I love moonlight, but like you, I tend to notice it when the moon is particularly large, or the night brilliantly clear. I live in a pretty rural neighborhood, where there isn’t much “light pollution” at night. So on those special nights, I often take a break to walk outside and take in the shimmering, silvery orb up above.I think it accentuates how very small we are in a very vast space, despite all our technological developments.
Here in the US, we’ve just switched to Daylight Savings Time, a harbinger of short days, with darkness nibbling away the afternoons. (As if Winter is rubbing it in, there is an ice storm and high winds whistling through the near-bare trees this morning.) Your reminder of how people were ruled by natural darkness and light before we could simply hit a switch really reminded me of how winter must have been a daunting season. One can understand how bonfires and rituals to coax the Sun back must have been very important to people.
Anyway, thank you for a thought-provoking post! I’ll be watching the sky tonight!
Lovely post, Anne!
The moon is a great symbol for staying in touch with the natural world around us. I love moonlight, but like you, I tend to notice it when the moon is particularly large, or the night brilliantly clear. I live in a pretty rural neighborhood, where there isn’t much “light pollution” at night. So on those special nights, I often take a break to walk outside and take in the shimmering, silvery orb up above.I think it accentuates how very small we are in a very vast space, despite all our technological developments.
Here in the US, we’ve just switched to Daylight Savings Time, a harbinger of short days, with darkness nibbling away the afternoons. (As if Winter is rubbing it in, there is an ice storm and high winds whistling through the near-bare trees this morning.) Your reminder of how people were ruled by natural darkness and light before we could simply hit a switch really reminded me of how winter must have been a daunting season. One can understand how bonfires and rituals to coax the Sun back must have been very important to people.
Anyway, thank you for a thought-provoking post! I’ll be watching the sky tonight!
Lovely post, Anne!
The moon is a great symbol for staying in touch with the natural world around us. I love moonlight, but like you, I tend to notice it when the moon is particularly large, or the night brilliantly clear. I live in a pretty rural neighborhood, where there isn’t much “light pollution” at night. So on those special nights, I often take a break to walk outside and take in the shimmering, silvery orb up above.I think it accentuates how very small we are in a very vast space, despite all our technological developments.
Here in the US, we’ve just switched to Daylight Savings Time, a harbinger of short days, with darkness nibbling away the afternoons. (As if Winter is rubbing it in, there is an ice storm and high winds whistling through the near-bare trees this morning.) Your reminder of how people were ruled by natural darkness and light before we could simply hit a switch really reminded me of how winter must have been a daunting season. One can understand how bonfires and rituals to coax the Sun back must have been very important to people.
Anyway, thank you for a thought-provoking post! I’ll be watching the sky tonight!
Jo, I love looking at the moon, too. One day I’ll have a house where I can lie in bed and watch the moon.
I didn’t know about the Lunar Society — how interesting. And how very sensible.
Cara/Andrea, I love the way the moon makes me feel so small and insignificant — it’s a lovely antidote to stress, I think — puts all sorts of things in perspective. And being ravished by beauty doesn’t hurt, either.
You know all the time I was writing the blog, I was humming a song without thinking. I’ve only just realized what I was humming — Tom Waits “Grapefruit Moon and One Star Shining.” Beautiful song. You can listen to it here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKQaSZXEK2s
Jo, I love looking at the moon, too. One day I’ll have a house where I can lie in bed and watch the moon.
I didn’t know about the Lunar Society — how interesting. And how very sensible.
Cara/Andrea, I love the way the moon makes me feel so small and insignificant — it’s a lovely antidote to stress, I think — puts all sorts of things in perspective. And being ravished by beauty doesn’t hurt, either.
You know all the time I was writing the blog, I was humming a song without thinking. I’ve only just realized what I was humming — Tom Waits “Grapefruit Moon and One Star Shining.” Beautiful song. You can listen to it here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKQaSZXEK2s
Jo, I love looking at the moon, too. One day I’ll have a house where I can lie in bed and watch the moon.
I didn’t know about the Lunar Society — how interesting. And how very sensible.
Cara/Andrea, I love the way the moon makes me feel so small and insignificant — it’s a lovely antidote to stress, I think — puts all sorts of things in perspective. And being ravished by beauty doesn’t hurt, either.
You know all the time I was writing the blog, I was humming a song without thinking. I’ve only just realized what I was humming — Tom Waits “Grapefruit Moon and One Star Shining.” Beautiful song. You can listen to it here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKQaSZXEK2s
Jo, I love looking at the moon, too. One day I’ll have a house where I can lie in bed and watch the moon.
I didn’t know about the Lunar Society — how interesting. And how very sensible.
Cara/Andrea, I love the way the moon makes me feel so small and insignificant — it’s a lovely antidote to stress, I think — puts all sorts of things in perspective. And being ravished by beauty doesn’t hurt, either.
You know all the time I was writing the blog, I was humming a song without thinking. I’ve only just realized what I was humming — Tom Waits “Grapefruit Moon and One Star Shining.” Beautiful song. You can listen to it here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKQaSZXEK2s
Jo, I love looking at the moon, too. One day I’ll have a house where I can lie in bed and watch the moon.
I didn’t know about the Lunar Society — how interesting. And how very sensible.
Cara/Andrea, I love the way the moon makes me feel so small and insignificant — it’s a lovely antidote to stress, I think — puts all sorts of things in perspective. And being ravished by beauty doesn’t hurt, either.
You know all the time I was writing the blog, I was humming a song without thinking. I’ve only just realized what I was humming — Tom Waits “Grapefruit Moon and One Star Shining.” Beautiful song. You can listen to it here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TKQaSZXEK2s
I’m an astronomy nut, and I love to watch the full moon sail higher and higher in the sky. And while I’m grateful New England’s summer heat and humidity are gone, I hate the end-of-year darkness. I understand your dismay at having the sun set at 4PM. Next month, it will here, too.
At this time of year, I take out my OLD FARMER’S ALMANAC and study the sun/moon rise and set tables, counting by how many minutes the daylight shortens each day. And when Christmas comes, I’ll rejoice that the days start lengthening, even if only by a minute or two a day.
I’m an astronomy nut, and I love to watch the full moon sail higher and higher in the sky. And while I’m grateful New England’s summer heat and humidity are gone, I hate the end-of-year darkness. I understand your dismay at having the sun set at 4PM. Next month, it will here, too.
At this time of year, I take out my OLD FARMER’S ALMANAC and study the sun/moon rise and set tables, counting by how many minutes the daylight shortens each day. And when Christmas comes, I’ll rejoice that the days start lengthening, even if only by a minute or two a day.
I’m an astronomy nut, and I love to watch the full moon sail higher and higher in the sky. And while I’m grateful New England’s summer heat and humidity are gone, I hate the end-of-year darkness. I understand your dismay at having the sun set at 4PM. Next month, it will here, too.
At this time of year, I take out my OLD FARMER’S ALMANAC and study the sun/moon rise and set tables, counting by how many minutes the daylight shortens each day. And when Christmas comes, I’ll rejoice that the days start lengthening, even if only by a minute or two a day.
I’m an astronomy nut, and I love to watch the full moon sail higher and higher in the sky. And while I’m grateful New England’s summer heat and humidity are gone, I hate the end-of-year darkness. I understand your dismay at having the sun set at 4PM. Next month, it will here, too.
At this time of year, I take out my OLD FARMER’S ALMANAC and study the sun/moon rise and set tables, counting by how many minutes the daylight shortens each day. And when Christmas comes, I’ll rejoice that the days start lengthening, even if only by a minute or two a day.
I’m an astronomy nut, and I love to watch the full moon sail higher and higher in the sky. And while I’m grateful New England’s summer heat and humidity are gone, I hate the end-of-year darkness. I understand your dismay at having the sun set at 4PM. Next month, it will here, too.
At this time of year, I take out my OLD FARMER’S ALMANAC and study the sun/moon rise and set tables, counting by how many minutes the daylight shortens each day. And when Christmas comes, I’ll rejoice that the days start lengthening, even if only by a minute or two a day.
My husband and I always do a full moon horseback rides in the fall. The crisp air, bright moon, the best of company, for me nothing could be better.
My husband and I always do a full moon horseback rides in the fall. The crisp air, bright moon, the best of company, for me nothing could be better.
My husband and I always do a full moon horseback rides in the fall. The crisp air, bright moon, the best of company, for me nothing could be better.
My husband and I always do a full moon horseback rides in the fall. The crisp air, bright moon, the best of company, for me nothing could be better.
My husband and I always do a full moon horseback rides in the fall. The crisp air, bright moon, the best of company, for me nothing could be better.
I have an apartment in town now, so I don’t get to see a lot of the night sky. I mean, I live in a small town, so I see a lot more of it than if say I lived in NYC (never would happen). Actually living closer to town freaks me out a little because I hear strangers at night and I live alone. But when I lived at home on the farm, it was black as night and it never felt particularly unsafe, even in the dead of night.
Well, I take that back. Right after my mom died, it would skive me out to wander around the house without lights on–but that’s more because I was more afraid of running into ghosts.
Last night I was visiting the farm and the sky was black except for diamond stars. It was beautiful to see.
This is not to say I’d probably go camping. I’m terrified of snakes; and a raccoon freaked me out once. *LOL* But it’s not the NIGHT that bothers me. It’s the critters!
I have an apartment in town now, so I don’t get to see a lot of the night sky. I mean, I live in a small town, so I see a lot more of it than if say I lived in NYC (never would happen). Actually living closer to town freaks me out a little because I hear strangers at night and I live alone. But when I lived at home on the farm, it was black as night and it never felt particularly unsafe, even in the dead of night.
Well, I take that back. Right after my mom died, it would skive me out to wander around the house without lights on–but that’s more because I was more afraid of running into ghosts.
Last night I was visiting the farm and the sky was black except for diamond stars. It was beautiful to see.
This is not to say I’d probably go camping. I’m terrified of snakes; and a raccoon freaked me out once. *LOL* But it’s not the NIGHT that bothers me. It’s the critters!
I have an apartment in town now, so I don’t get to see a lot of the night sky. I mean, I live in a small town, so I see a lot more of it than if say I lived in NYC (never would happen). Actually living closer to town freaks me out a little because I hear strangers at night and I live alone. But when I lived at home on the farm, it was black as night and it never felt particularly unsafe, even in the dead of night.
Well, I take that back. Right after my mom died, it would skive me out to wander around the house without lights on–but that’s more because I was more afraid of running into ghosts.
Last night I was visiting the farm and the sky was black except for diamond stars. It was beautiful to see.
This is not to say I’d probably go camping. I’m terrified of snakes; and a raccoon freaked me out once. *LOL* But it’s not the NIGHT that bothers me. It’s the critters!
I have an apartment in town now, so I don’t get to see a lot of the night sky. I mean, I live in a small town, so I see a lot more of it than if say I lived in NYC (never would happen). Actually living closer to town freaks me out a little because I hear strangers at night and I live alone. But when I lived at home on the farm, it was black as night and it never felt particularly unsafe, even in the dead of night.
Well, I take that back. Right after my mom died, it would skive me out to wander around the house without lights on–but that’s more because I was more afraid of running into ghosts.
Last night I was visiting the farm and the sky was black except for diamond stars. It was beautiful to see.
This is not to say I’d probably go camping. I’m terrified of snakes; and a raccoon freaked me out once. *LOL* But it’s not the NIGHT that bothers me. It’s the critters!
I have an apartment in town now, so I don’t get to see a lot of the night sky. I mean, I live in a small town, so I see a lot more of it than if say I lived in NYC (never would happen). Actually living closer to town freaks me out a little because I hear strangers at night and I live alone. But when I lived at home on the farm, it was black as night and it never felt particularly unsafe, even in the dead of night.
Well, I take that back. Right after my mom died, it would skive me out to wander around the house without lights on–but that’s more because I was more afraid of running into ghosts.
Last night I was visiting the farm and the sky was black except for diamond stars. It was beautiful to see.
This is not to say I’d probably go camping. I’m terrified of snakes; and a raccoon freaked me out once. *LOL* But it’s not the NIGHT that bothers me. It’s the critters!
I think I’m blessed to be able to sit on our deck and watch a full moon rise over the hills to the east.
I think I’m blessed to be able to sit on our deck and watch a full moon rise over the hills to the east.
I think I’m blessed to be able to sit on our deck and watch a full moon rise over the hills to the east.
I think I’m blessed to be able to sit on our deck and watch a full moon rise over the hills to the east.
I think I’m blessed to be able to sit on our deck and watch a full moon rise over the hills to the east.
I’m not a night person so unless I’m returning late from a meeting, I’m unlikely to see the moon unless it’s shining through the windows. The silvery light is quite incredible in the dark, so I can understand pagan awe.
With the lifting of daylight savings time, we won’t be able to take our evening walks when my husband gets home. It will be dark already. I need the sun’s warmth!
I’m not a night person so unless I’m returning late from a meeting, I’m unlikely to see the moon unless it’s shining through the windows. The silvery light is quite incredible in the dark, so I can understand pagan awe.
With the lifting of daylight savings time, we won’t be able to take our evening walks when my husband gets home. It will be dark already. I need the sun’s warmth!
I’m not a night person so unless I’m returning late from a meeting, I’m unlikely to see the moon unless it’s shining through the windows. The silvery light is quite incredible in the dark, so I can understand pagan awe.
With the lifting of daylight savings time, we won’t be able to take our evening walks when my husband gets home. It will be dark already. I need the sun’s warmth!
I’m not a night person so unless I’m returning late from a meeting, I’m unlikely to see the moon unless it’s shining through the windows. The silvery light is quite incredible in the dark, so I can understand pagan awe.
With the lifting of daylight savings time, we won’t be able to take our evening walks when my husband gets home. It will be dark already. I need the sun’s warmth!
I’m not a night person so unless I’m returning late from a meeting, I’m unlikely to see the moon unless it’s shining through the windows. The silvery light is quite incredible in the dark, so I can understand pagan awe.
With the lifting of daylight savings time, we won’t be able to take our evening walks when my husband gets home. It will be dark already. I need the sun’s warmth!
What a great post Anne loved it.
I love looking at moon of a night time when I take the dog outside. I work in hospitality and Friday and Saturday nights are our busiest nights and the staff often don’t start their shifts till later and that is one thing that we all do is check the moon out as we are walking in becasue if there is a full moon we know that it is going to be a hectic night and we always blame it on the moon LOL we really have crazy nights when there is a full moon.
I prefer the cooler months to the hot months of summer and seeing as the days are getting longer and when it does start to warm up I will be staying indoors with the AC on and reading a good book LOL.
BTW I am reading The Accidental Wedding Anne loving it I am savouring every word
Have Fun
Helen
What a great post Anne loved it.
I love looking at moon of a night time when I take the dog outside. I work in hospitality and Friday and Saturday nights are our busiest nights and the staff often don’t start their shifts till later and that is one thing that we all do is check the moon out as we are walking in becasue if there is a full moon we know that it is going to be a hectic night and we always blame it on the moon LOL we really have crazy nights when there is a full moon.
I prefer the cooler months to the hot months of summer and seeing as the days are getting longer and when it does start to warm up I will be staying indoors with the AC on and reading a good book LOL.
BTW I am reading The Accidental Wedding Anne loving it I am savouring every word
Have Fun
Helen
What a great post Anne loved it.
I love looking at moon of a night time when I take the dog outside. I work in hospitality and Friday and Saturday nights are our busiest nights and the staff often don’t start their shifts till later and that is one thing that we all do is check the moon out as we are walking in becasue if there is a full moon we know that it is going to be a hectic night and we always blame it on the moon LOL we really have crazy nights when there is a full moon.
I prefer the cooler months to the hot months of summer and seeing as the days are getting longer and when it does start to warm up I will be staying indoors with the AC on and reading a good book LOL.
BTW I am reading The Accidental Wedding Anne loving it I am savouring every word
Have Fun
Helen
What a great post Anne loved it.
I love looking at moon of a night time when I take the dog outside. I work in hospitality and Friday and Saturday nights are our busiest nights and the staff often don’t start their shifts till later and that is one thing that we all do is check the moon out as we are walking in becasue if there is a full moon we know that it is going to be a hectic night and we always blame it on the moon LOL we really have crazy nights when there is a full moon.
I prefer the cooler months to the hot months of summer and seeing as the days are getting longer and when it does start to warm up I will be staying indoors with the AC on and reading a good book LOL.
BTW I am reading The Accidental Wedding Anne loving it I am savouring every word
Have Fun
Helen
What a great post Anne loved it.
I love looking at moon of a night time when I take the dog outside. I work in hospitality and Friday and Saturday nights are our busiest nights and the staff often don’t start their shifts till later and that is one thing that we all do is check the moon out as we are walking in becasue if there is a full moon we know that it is going to be a hectic night and we always blame it on the moon LOL we really have crazy nights when there is a full moon.
I prefer the cooler months to the hot months of summer and seeing as the days are getting longer and when it does start to warm up I will be staying indoors with the AC on and reading a good book LOL.
BTW I am reading The Accidental Wedding Anne loving it I am savouring every word
Have Fun
Helen
I see the moon (and sunrise) almost every day. The moon is just setting as I leave for work, and the sun is just rising as I get there. Beautiful.
I love winter. I love sweaters, and scarves, and fog, and rain, and hot cups of tea, and fires in the hearth. I love all the holidays (from Halloween straight on through New Years).
I see the moon (and sunrise) almost every day. The moon is just setting as I leave for work, and the sun is just rising as I get there. Beautiful.
I love winter. I love sweaters, and scarves, and fog, and rain, and hot cups of tea, and fires in the hearth. I love all the holidays (from Halloween straight on through New Years).
I see the moon (and sunrise) almost every day. The moon is just setting as I leave for work, and the sun is just rising as I get there. Beautiful.
I love winter. I love sweaters, and scarves, and fog, and rain, and hot cups of tea, and fires in the hearth. I love all the holidays (from Halloween straight on through New Years).
I see the moon (and sunrise) almost every day. The moon is just setting as I leave for work, and the sun is just rising as I get there. Beautiful.
I love winter. I love sweaters, and scarves, and fog, and rain, and hot cups of tea, and fires in the hearth. I love all the holidays (from Halloween straight on through New Years).
I see the moon (and sunrise) almost every day. The moon is just setting as I leave for work, and the sun is just rising as I get there. Beautiful.
I love winter. I love sweaters, and scarves, and fog, and rain, and hot cups of tea, and fires in the hearth. I love all the holidays (from Halloween straight on through New Years).
Anne, after reading your post, I think you could write a really good werewolf story. *g* I love the moon, and sometimes when I knock off late at night, I’ll stroll out to put a letter in the mailbox just so I can feel the night air and see the moon and stars. I live in the suburbs of a major city, but it’s a -dark- suburb, so sometimes the viewing is pretty good.
I love all the seasons–it’s one thing I love about living in Maryland. Four distinct seasons, each lovely in its own way. Of course, since I work at home, I don’t have to drive on the occasional ice!
Anne, after reading your post, I think you could write a really good werewolf story. *g* I love the moon, and sometimes when I knock off late at night, I’ll stroll out to put a letter in the mailbox just so I can feel the night air and see the moon and stars. I live in the suburbs of a major city, but it’s a -dark- suburb, so sometimes the viewing is pretty good.
I love all the seasons–it’s one thing I love about living in Maryland. Four distinct seasons, each lovely in its own way. Of course, since I work at home, I don’t have to drive on the occasional ice!
Anne, after reading your post, I think you could write a really good werewolf story. *g* I love the moon, and sometimes when I knock off late at night, I’ll stroll out to put a letter in the mailbox just so I can feel the night air and see the moon and stars. I live in the suburbs of a major city, but it’s a -dark- suburb, so sometimes the viewing is pretty good.
I love all the seasons–it’s one thing I love about living in Maryland. Four distinct seasons, each lovely in its own way. Of course, since I work at home, I don’t have to drive on the occasional ice!
Anne, after reading your post, I think you could write a really good werewolf story. *g* I love the moon, and sometimes when I knock off late at night, I’ll stroll out to put a letter in the mailbox just so I can feel the night air and see the moon and stars. I live in the suburbs of a major city, but it’s a -dark- suburb, so sometimes the viewing is pretty good.
I love all the seasons–it’s one thing I love about living in Maryland. Four distinct seasons, each lovely in its own way. Of course, since I work at home, I don’t have to drive on the occasional ice!
Anne, after reading your post, I think you could write a really good werewolf story. *g* I love the moon, and sometimes when I knock off late at night, I’ll stroll out to put a letter in the mailbox just so I can feel the night air and see the moon and stars. I live in the suburbs of a major city, but it’s a -dark- suburb, so sometimes the viewing is pretty good.
I love all the seasons–it’s one thing I love about living in Maryland. Four distinct seasons, each lovely in its own way. Of course, since I work at home, I don’t have to drive on the occasional ice!
Linda, how interesting that you’re interested in astronomy. I am, too, but living in the city, so much of the night sky is lost to light pollution. You would probably love to see the night sky here. There are many more stars in the southern hemisphere night sky than in the northern hemisphere and it’s one of the treats of going camping in the wilderness — lying down and staring into the sky and trying to find all the various constellations.
I’m with you on disliking the heat of summer and I imagine being closed in every night through a bitter winter would become hard after a while. I think autumn is my favorite season
Linda, how interesting that you’re interested in astronomy. I am, too, but living in the city, so much of the night sky is lost to light pollution. You would probably love to see the night sky here. There are many more stars in the southern hemisphere night sky than in the northern hemisphere and it’s one of the treats of going camping in the wilderness — lying down and staring into the sky and trying to find all the various constellations.
I’m with you on disliking the heat of summer and I imagine being closed in every night through a bitter winter would become hard after a while. I think autumn is my favorite season
Linda, how interesting that you’re interested in astronomy. I am, too, but living in the city, so much of the night sky is lost to light pollution. You would probably love to see the night sky here. There are many more stars in the southern hemisphere night sky than in the northern hemisphere and it’s one of the treats of going camping in the wilderness — lying down and staring into the sky and trying to find all the various constellations.
I’m with you on disliking the heat of summer and I imagine being closed in every night through a bitter winter would become hard after a while. I think autumn is my favorite season
Linda, how interesting that you’re interested in astronomy. I am, too, but living in the city, so much of the night sky is lost to light pollution. You would probably love to see the night sky here. There are many more stars in the southern hemisphere night sky than in the northern hemisphere and it’s one of the treats of going camping in the wilderness — lying down and staring into the sky and trying to find all the various constellations.
I’m with you on disliking the heat of summer and I imagine being closed in every night through a bitter winter would become hard after a while. I think autumn is my favorite season
Linda, how interesting that you’re interested in astronomy. I am, too, but living in the city, so much of the night sky is lost to light pollution. You would probably love to see the night sky here. There are many more stars in the southern hemisphere night sky than in the northern hemisphere and it’s one of the treats of going camping in the wilderness — lying down and staring into the sky and trying to find all the various constellations.
I’m with you on disliking the heat of summer and I imagine being closed in every night through a bitter winter would become hard after a while. I think autumn is my favorite season
Ooh, Kat, I love the sound of your night rides in the moonlight. I might just pinch that idea for my current story. My heroine is a horsewoman and I can just see them doing this.
Louis, you are indeed blessed. As a child I think I saw the moon rise most nights, and I think it gives you a sense of peace and connectedness with the world. It’s why I love to see the moonrise now, as a small unexpected blessing.
Ooh, Kat, I love the sound of your night rides in the moonlight. I might just pinch that idea for my current story. My heroine is a horsewoman and I can just see them doing this.
Louis, you are indeed blessed. As a child I think I saw the moon rise most nights, and I think it gives you a sense of peace and connectedness with the world. It’s why I love to see the moonrise now, as a small unexpected blessing.
Ooh, Kat, I love the sound of your night rides in the moonlight. I might just pinch that idea for my current story. My heroine is a horsewoman and I can just see them doing this.
Louis, you are indeed blessed. As a child I think I saw the moon rise most nights, and I think it gives you a sense of peace and connectedness with the world. It’s why I love to see the moonrise now, as a small unexpected blessing.
Ooh, Kat, I love the sound of your night rides in the moonlight. I might just pinch that idea for my current story. My heroine is a horsewoman and I can just see them doing this.
Louis, you are indeed blessed. As a child I think I saw the moon rise most nights, and I think it gives you a sense of peace and connectedness with the world. It’s why I love to see the moonrise now, as a small unexpected blessing.
Ooh, Kat, I love the sound of your night rides in the moonlight. I might just pinch that idea for my current story. My heroine is a horsewoman and I can just see them doing this.
Louis, you are indeed blessed. As a child I think I saw the moon rise most nights, and I think it gives you a sense of peace and connectedness with the world. It’s why I love to see the moonrise now, as a small unexpected blessing.
Hellion I think you’re right — there’s more to fear from strangers than from the critters of the night.
Here the only critters that can hurt you are snakes (which don’t generally move at night) and spiders — and though I’m no scared of spiders I do hate walking into a web at night.
The scariest thing about night is when you have a good imagination, and Hellion, IMO most avid readers have wonderful imaginations.
Hellion I think you’re right — there’s more to fear from strangers than from the critters of the night.
Here the only critters that can hurt you are snakes (which don’t generally move at night) and spiders — and though I’m no scared of spiders I do hate walking into a web at night.
The scariest thing about night is when you have a good imagination, and Hellion, IMO most avid readers have wonderful imaginations.
Hellion I think you’re right — there’s more to fear from strangers than from the critters of the night.
Here the only critters that can hurt you are snakes (which don’t generally move at night) and spiders — and though I’m no scared of spiders I do hate walking into a web at night.
The scariest thing about night is when you have a good imagination, and Hellion, IMO most avid readers have wonderful imaginations.
Hellion I think you’re right — there’s more to fear from strangers than from the critters of the night.
Here the only critters that can hurt you are snakes (which don’t generally move at night) and spiders — and though I’m no scared of spiders I do hate walking into a web at night.
The scariest thing about night is when you have a good imagination, and Hellion, IMO most avid readers have wonderful imaginations.
Hellion I think you’re right — there’s more to fear from strangers than from the critters of the night.
Here the only critters that can hurt you are snakes (which don’t generally move at night) and spiders — and though I’m no scared of spiders I do hate walking into a web at night.
The scariest thing about night is when you have a good imagination, and Hellion, IMO most avid readers have wonderful imaginations.
Pat, it’s sad that you can’t have your evening walks through winter. Those “winding down the day” rituals are lovely, I think.
Helen, I’ve heard others say that the full moon affects their clientele, too, so I’m not surprised that you and your workmates check the moon.
I’m with you on preferring the cooler months, but then we live in mild climates and totally romanticize the idea of snow.
Last year I was on the phone to a US friend and she said they’d had 6 inches of snow overnight, and I said “Oh, how lovely!” There was a pause and then she said, “Well, you come and shovel it then.” LOL
I’m so pleased you’re enjoying The Accidental Wedding, Helen. Thanks.
Pat, it’s sad that you can’t have your evening walks through winter. Those “winding down the day” rituals are lovely, I think.
Helen, I’ve heard others say that the full moon affects their clientele, too, so I’m not surprised that you and your workmates check the moon.
I’m with you on preferring the cooler months, but then we live in mild climates and totally romanticize the idea of snow.
Last year I was on the phone to a US friend and she said they’d had 6 inches of snow overnight, and I said “Oh, how lovely!” There was a pause and then she said, “Well, you come and shovel it then.” LOL
I’m so pleased you’re enjoying The Accidental Wedding, Helen. Thanks.
Pat, it’s sad that you can’t have your evening walks through winter. Those “winding down the day” rituals are lovely, I think.
Helen, I’ve heard others say that the full moon affects their clientele, too, so I’m not surprised that you and your workmates check the moon.
I’m with you on preferring the cooler months, but then we live in mild climates and totally romanticize the idea of snow.
Last year I was on the phone to a US friend and she said they’d had 6 inches of snow overnight, and I said “Oh, how lovely!” There was a pause and then she said, “Well, you come and shovel it then.” LOL
I’m so pleased you’re enjoying The Accidental Wedding, Helen. Thanks.
Pat, it’s sad that you can’t have your evening walks through winter. Those “winding down the day” rituals are lovely, I think.
Helen, I’ve heard others say that the full moon affects their clientele, too, so I’m not surprised that you and your workmates check the moon.
I’m with you on preferring the cooler months, but then we live in mild climates and totally romanticize the idea of snow.
Last year I was on the phone to a US friend and she said they’d had 6 inches of snow overnight, and I said “Oh, how lovely!” There was a pause and then she said, “Well, you come and shovel it then.” LOL
I’m so pleased you’re enjoying The Accidental Wedding, Helen. Thanks.
Pat, it’s sad that you can’t have your evening walks through winter. Those “winding down the day” rituals are lovely, I think.
Helen, I’ve heard others say that the full moon affects their clientele, too, so I’m not surprised that you and your workmates check the moon.
I’m with you on preferring the cooler months, but then we live in mild climates and totally romanticize the idea of snow.
Last year I was on the phone to a US friend and she said they’d had 6 inches of snow overnight, and I said “Oh, how lovely!” There was a pause and then she said, “Well, you come and shovel it then.” LOL
I’m so pleased you’re enjoying The Accidental Wedding, Helen. Thanks.
Isobel, it’s so nice that you love winter. All the things you mention are what my friend , Barbara, who lived in the tropics, loves the idea of. She’s never seen it snow, and even gets excited when she’s coming down to my neck of the woods and has to buy a coat. I prefer cold weather too.
In the US you really do have a holiday season. We only build up to Christmas, so it always seems to come in a rush, as it’s the end of the calendar year, and the end of the school year and Christmas marks the beginning of the summer holidays for most people, so it’s also the end of the work year — most people here get 4 weeks annual leave.
We don’t celebrate Halloween or Thanksgiving, so it’s not a slow celebratory build-up. It does sound fun, though. Aussies dream of white Christmases, as they swelter through the heat.
Isobel, it’s so nice that you love winter. All the things you mention are what my friend , Barbara, who lived in the tropics, loves the idea of. She’s never seen it snow, and even gets excited when she’s coming down to my neck of the woods and has to buy a coat. I prefer cold weather too.
In the US you really do have a holiday season. We only build up to Christmas, so it always seems to come in a rush, as it’s the end of the calendar year, and the end of the school year and Christmas marks the beginning of the summer holidays for most people, so it’s also the end of the work year — most people here get 4 weeks annual leave.
We don’t celebrate Halloween or Thanksgiving, so it’s not a slow celebratory build-up. It does sound fun, though. Aussies dream of white Christmases, as they swelter through the heat.
Isobel, it’s so nice that you love winter. All the things you mention are what my friend , Barbara, who lived in the tropics, loves the idea of. She’s never seen it snow, and even gets excited when she’s coming down to my neck of the woods and has to buy a coat. I prefer cold weather too.
In the US you really do have a holiday season. We only build up to Christmas, so it always seems to come in a rush, as it’s the end of the calendar year, and the end of the school year and Christmas marks the beginning of the summer holidays for most people, so it’s also the end of the work year — most people here get 4 weeks annual leave.
We don’t celebrate Halloween or Thanksgiving, so it’s not a slow celebratory build-up. It does sound fun, though. Aussies dream of white Christmases, as they swelter through the heat.
Isobel, it’s so nice that you love winter. All the things you mention are what my friend , Barbara, who lived in the tropics, loves the idea of. She’s never seen it snow, and even gets excited when she’s coming down to my neck of the woods and has to buy a coat. I prefer cold weather too.
In the US you really do have a holiday season. We only build up to Christmas, so it always seems to come in a rush, as it’s the end of the calendar year, and the end of the school year and Christmas marks the beginning of the summer holidays for most people, so it’s also the end of the work year — most people here get 4 weeks annual leave.
We don’t celebrate Halloween or Thanksgiving, so it’s not a slow celebratory build-up. It does sound fun, though. Aussies dream of white Christmases, as they swelter through the heat.
Isobel, it’s so nice that you love winter. All the things you mention are what my friend , Barbara, who lived in the tropics, loves the idea of. She’s never seen it snow, and even gets excited when she’s coming down to my neck of the woods and has to buy a coat. I prefer cold weather too.
In the US you really do have a holiday season. We only build up to Christmas, so it always seems to come in a rush, as it’s the end of the calendar year, and the end of the school year and Christmas marks the beginning of the summer holidays for most people, so it’s also the end of the work year — most people here get 4 weeks annual leave.
We don’t celebrate Halloween or Thanksgiving, so it’s not a slow celebratory build-up. It does sound fun, though. Aussies dream of white Christmases, as they swelter through the heat.
Mary Jo, I’d love to write a werewolf story. I never have taken to vampires as romantic leads — too cold and clammy — but after reading Nalini Singh’s shapeshifter series, I was hooked on the idea of people who were half dog or half big cat.
And where you live is magic. I saw fireflies at night, hummingbirds in the daytime and the deer came out at twilight and dawn. You, too, are blessed in where you live.
Mary Jo, I’d love to write a werewolf story. I never have taken to vampires as romantic leads — too cold and clammy — but after reading Nalini Singh’s shapeshifter series, I was hooked on the idea of people who were half dog or half big cat.
And where you live is magic. I saw fireflies at night, hummingbirds in the daytime and the deer came out at twilight and dawn. You, too, are blessed in where you live.
Mary Jo, I’d love to write a werewolf story. I never have taken to vampires as romantic leads — too cold and clammy — but after reading Nalini Singh’s shapeshifter series, I was hooked on the idea of people who were half dog or half big cat.
And where you live is magic. I saw fireflies at night, hummingbirds in the daytime and the deer came out at twilight and dawn. You, too, are blessed in where you live.
Mary Jo, I’d love to write a werewolf story. I never have taken to vampires as romantic leads — too cold and clammy — but after reading Nalini Singh’s shapeshifter series, I was hooked on the idea of people who were half dog or half big cat.
And where you live is magic. I saw fireflies at night, hummingbirds in the daytime and the deer came out at twilight and dawn. You, too, are blessed in where you live.
Mary Jo, I’d love to write a werewolf story. I never have taken to vampires as romantic leads — too cold and clammy — but after reading Nalini Singh’s shapeshifter series, I was hooked on the idea of people who were half dog or half big cat.
And where you live is magic. I saw fireflies at night, hummingbirds in the daytime and the deer came out at twilight and dawn. You, too, are blessed in where you live.
Living in the city it’s not often that I see the moon, however, whenever we’re out in the country, in our holiday home, we often see the moon. Depending on when we’re there it ranges from a sliver like the smile of the Cheshire Cat to a bright full moon. On the night of a full moon, it is bright enough to light the path and walk around in. Delightful.
Living in the city it’s not often that I see the moon, however, whenever we’re out in the country, in our holiday home, we often see the moon. Depending on when we’re there it ranges from a sliver like the smile of the Cheshire Cat to a bright full moon. On the night of a full moon, it is bright enough to light the path and walk around in. Delightful.
Living in the city it’s not often that I see the moon, however, whenever we’re out in the country, in our holiday home, we often see the moon. Depending on when we’re there it ranges from a sliver like the smile of the Cheshire Cat to a bright full moon. On the night of a full moon, it is bright enough to light the path and walk around in. Delightful.
Living in the city it’s not often that I see the moon, however, whenever we’re out in the country, in our holiday home, we often see the moon. Depending on when we’re there it ranges from a sliver like the smile of the Cheshire Cat to a bright full moon. On the night of a full moon, it is bright enough to light the path and walk around in. Delightful.
Living in the city it’s not often that I see the moon, however, whenever we’re out in the country, in our holiday home, we often see the moon. Depending on when we’re there it ranges from a sliver like the smile of the Cheshire Cat to a bright full moon. On the night of a full moon, it is bright enough to light the path and walk around in. Delightful.
Anne, what a lovely post! I am fortunate to live on five acres in the middle of nowhere. It’s one of the reasons I bought this property. There are no city lights out here so you can really see the majesty of the night sky and the wondrous sight of the moon through the trees. I’ve had a front row seat to some lovely meteor showers since I’ve lived here.
I see lots of nocturnal creatures scampering about in my woods. I have let all but an acre of the place revert to woods. I have paths cut out through it, but it is primitive for the most part. I love it. I have a pair of owls nesting in an old dead oak tree. I have an old tom turkey who brings his harem to graze at the bottom of what used to be my pasture early every fall and winter morning. And I have put up bat houses to keep the bats around as they are excellent pest control against mosquitoes. It is fascinating to see them flit about in the moonlight.
Anne, what a lovely post! I am fortunate to live on five acres in the middle of nowhere. It’s one of the reasons I bought this property. There are no city lights out here so you can really see the majesty of the night sky and the wondrous sight of the moon through the trees. I’ve had a front row seat to some lovely meteor showers since I’ve lived here.
I see lots of nocturnal creatures scampering about in my woods. I have let all but an acre of the place revert to woods. I have paths cut out through it, but it is primitive for the most part. I love it. I have a pair of owls nesting in an old dead oak tree. I have an old tom turkey who brings his harem to graze at the bottom of what used to be my pasture early every fall and winter morning. And I have put up bat houses to keep the bats around as they are excellent pest control against mosquitoes. It is fascinating to see them flit about in the moonlight.
Anne, what a lovely post! I am fortunate to live on five acres in the middle of nowhere. It’s one of the reasons I bought this property. There are no city lights out here so you can really see the majesty of the night sky and the wondrous sight of the moon through the trees. I’ve had a front row seat to some lovely meteor showers since I’ve lived here.
I see lots of nocturnal creatures scampering about in my woods. I have let all but an acre of the place revert to woods. I have paths cut out through it, but it is primitive for the most part. I love it. I have a pair of owls nesting in an old dead oak tree. I have an old tom turkey who brings his harem to graze at the bottom of what used to be my pasture early every fall and winter morning. And I have put up bat houses to keep the bats around as they are excellent pest control against mosquitoes. It is fascinating to see them flit about in the moonlight.
Anne, what a lovely post! I am fortunate to live on five acres in the middle of nowhere. It’s one of the reasons I bought this property. There are no city lights out here so you can really see the majesty of the night sky and the wondrous sight of the moon through the trees. I’ve had a front row seat to some lovely meteor showers since I’ve lived here.
I see lots of nocturnal creatures scampering about in my woods. I have let all but an acre of the place revert to woods. I have paths cut out through it, but it is primitive for the most part. I love it. I have a pair of owls nesting in an old dead oak tree. I have an old tom turkey who brings his harem to graze at the bottom of what used to be my pasture early every fall and winter morning. And I have put up bat houses to keep the bats around as they are excellent pest control against mosquitoes. It is fascinating to see them flit about in the moonlight.
Anne, what a lovely post! I am fortunate to live on five acres in the middle of nowhere. It’s one of the reasons I bought this property. There are no city lights out here so you can really see the majesty of the night sky and the wondrous sight of the moon through the trees. I’ve had a front row seat to some lovely meteor showers since I’ve lived here.
I see lots of nocturnal creatures scampering about in my woods. I have let all but an acre of the place revert to woods. I have paths cut out through it, but it is primitive for the most part. I love it. I have a pair of owls nesting in an old dead oak tree. I have an old tom turkey who brings his harem to graze at the bottom of what used to be my pasture early every fall and winter morning. And I have put up bat houses to keep the bats around as they are excellent pest control against mosquitoes. It is fascinating to see them flit about in the moonlight.
I love the moon. I have moon wallpaper on my laptop and Droid. Both are interactive so I see the phases every day, even if I can’t get outside at night.
I’ve been test driving lately, on the night shift and to drive at midnight when the moon is so full and so big it looks like you’re going to drive right into it makes me feel so very small and insignificant in this great big world.
I came ‘home’ after my father passed and built a new home on the property. It’s not far enough from the city lights that I can still see the Aurora Borealis. We used to be able to see them when I was young and the area wasn’t built up yet. But I can still sit on the deck at night and watch a clear full moon rise from the woods behind our house.
And as an aside…though there is no ‘scientific basis’ to the claim, I can tell you after working in a hospital for several years, our patients were always more bizarre on full moon nights and the things they presented with in the ER…yeah. It really does have some kind of ‘pull’ over us all.
Thanks for the post. Loved it!
I love the moon. I have moon wallpaper on my laptop and Droid. Both are interactive so I see the phases every day, even if I can’t get outside at night.
I’ve been test driving lately, on the night shift and to drive at midnight when the moon is so full and so big it looks like you’re going to drive right into it makes me feel so very small and insignificant in this great big world.
I came ‘home’ after my father passed and built a new home on the property. It’s not far enough from the city lights that I can still see the Aurora Borealis. We used to be able to see them when I was young and the area wasn’t built up yet. But I can still sit on the deck at night and watch a clear full moon rise from the woods behind our house.
And as an aside…though there is no ‘scientific basis’ to the claim, I can tell you after working in a hospital for several years, our patients were always more bizarre on full moon nights and the things they presented with in the ER…yeah. It really does have some kind of ‘pull’ over us all.
Thanks for the post. Loved it!
I love the moon. I have moon wallpaper on my laptop and Droid. Both are interactive so I see the phases every day, even if I can’t get outside at night.
I’ve been test driving lately, on the night shift and to drive at midnight when the moon is so full and so big it looks like you’re going to drive right into it makes me feel so very small and insignificant in this great big world.
I came ‘home’ after my father passed and built a new home on the property. It’s not far enough from the city lights that I can still see the Aurora Borealis. We used to be able to see them when I was young and the area wasn’t built up yet. But I can still sit on the deck at night and watch a clear full moon rise from the woods behind our house.
And as an aside…though there is no ‘scientific basis’ to the claim, I can tell you after working in a hospital for several years, our patients were always more bizarre on full moon nights and the things they presented with in the ER…yeah. It really does have some kind of ‘pull’ over us all.
Thanks for the post. Loved it!
I love the moon. I have moon wallpaper on my laptop and Droid. Both are interactive so I see the phases every day, even if I can’t get outside at night.
I’ve been test driving lately, on the night shift and to drive at midnight when the moon is so full and so big it looks like you’re going to drive right into it makes me feel so very small and insignificant in this great big world.
I came ‘home’ after my father passed and built a new home on the property. It’s not far enough from the city lights that I can still see the Aurora Borealis. We used to be able to see them when I was young and the area wasn’t built up yet. But I can still sit on the deck at night and watch a clear full moon rise from the woods behind our house.
And as an aside…though there is no ‘scientific basis’ to the claim, I can tell you after working in a hospital for several years, our patients were always more bizarre on full moon nights and the things they presented with in the ER…yeah. It really does have some kind of ‘pull’ over us all.
Thanks for the post. Loved it!
I love the moon. I have moon wallpaper on my laptop and Droid. Both are interactive so I see the phases every day, even if I can’t get outside at night.
I’ve been test driving lately, on the night shift and to drive at midnight when the moon is so full and so big it looks like you’re going to drive right into it makes me feel so very small and insignificant in this great big world.
I came ‘home’ after my father passed and built a new home on the property. It’s not far enough from the city lights that I can still see the Aurora Borealis. We used to be able to see them when I was young and the area wasn’t built up yet. But I can still sit on the deck at night and watch a clear full moon rise from the woods behind our house.
And as an aside…though there is no ‘scientific basis’ to the claim, I can tell you after working in a hospital for several years, our patients were always more bizarre on full moon nights and the things they presented with in the ER…yeah. It really does have some kind of ‘pull’ over us all.
Thanks for the post. Loved it!
Daz, I think when you see the moon every day — that’s when you realize how often you miss it by living in the city.
Louisa, your place sounds magical. I find nocturnal creatures fascinating and love the thought that while half the world sleeps, the other half scurries around in the moonlight. I get bats here, but they are the large fruit-eating variety — we call them flying foxes, and during the daytime they hang upside down in trees like dozens of shabby old umbrellas. I would love mosquito-eating bats.
Daz, I think when you see the moon every day — that’s when you realize how often you miss it by living in the city.
Louisa, your place sounds magical. I find nocturnal creatures fascinating and love the thought that while half the world sleeps, the other half scurries around in the moonlight. I get bats here, but they are the large fruit-eating variety — we call them flying foxes, and during the daytime they hang upside down in trees like dozens of shabby old umbrellas. I would love mosquito-eating bats.
Daz, I think when you see the moon every day — that’s when you realize how often you miss it by living in the city.
Louisa, your place sounds magical. I find nocturnal creatures fascinating and love the thought that while half the world sleeps, the other half scurries around in the moonlight. I get bats here, but they are the large fruit-eating variety — we call them flying foxes, and during the daytime they hang upside down in trees like dozens of shabby old umbrellas. I would love mosquito-eating bats.
Daz, I think when you see the moon every day — that’s when you realize how often you miss it by living in the city.
Louisa, your place sounds magical. I find nocturnal creatures fascinating and love the thought that while half the world sleeps, the other half scurries around in the moonlight. I get bats here, but they are the large fruit-eating variety — we call them flying foxes, and during the daytime they hang upside down in trees like dozens of shabby old umbrellas. I would love mosquito-eating bats.
Daz, I think when you see the moon every day — that’s when you realize how often you miss it by living in the city.
Louisa, your place sounds magical. I find nocturnal creatures fascinating and love the thought that while half the world sleeps, the other half scurries around in the moonlight. I get bats here, but they are the large fruit-eating variety — we call them flying foxes, and during the daytime they hang upside down in trees like dozens of shabby old umbrellas. I would love mosquito-eating bats.
Theo, I’ve never seen the aurora borealis and have always wanted to. One day…
A shame your view is obscured by the city light pollution now.
But being able to sit and watch the moon rise is a wonderfully peaceful activity. Unfortunately from my house, the only view of the moon is from the front footpath, not a place where I could peacefully sit.
Theo, I’ve never seen the aurora borealis and have always wanted to. One day…
A shame your view is obscured by the city light pollution now.
But being able to sit and watch the moon rise is a wonderfully peaceful activity. Unfortunately from my house, the only view of the moon is from the front footpath, not a place where I could peacefully sit.
Theo, I’ve never seen the aurora borealis and have always wanted to. One day…
A shame your view is obscured by the city light pollution now.
But being able to sit and watch the moon rise is a wonderfully peaceful activity. Unfortunately from my house, the only view of the moon is from the front footpath, not a place where I could peacefully sit.
Theo, I’ve never seen the aurora borealis and have always wanted to. One day…
A shame your view is obscured by the city light pollution now.
But being able to sit and watch the moon rise is a wonderfully peaceful activity. Unfortunately from my house, the only view of the moon is from the front footpath, not a place where I could peacefully sit.
Theo, I’ve never seen the aurora borealis and have always wanted to. One day…
A shame your view is obscured by the city light pollution now.
But being able to sit and watch the moon rise is a wonderfully peaceful activity. Unfortunately from my house, the only view of the moon is from the front footpath, not a place where I could peacefully sit.
Wonderful post!I’m fortunate to be able to watch the moonrise over the lake from my bedroom window in our new house. Sometimes it’s so bright I can’t get to sleep.And like Louisa, we’ve got five turkeys who’ved turned up a little early for Thanksgiving.
Whenever I watch a historical drama, I am always freaked out by the flickering candles, everyone huddling about the fire, the sheer impossibility of doing anything worthwile (reading, mending) in the darkness. Of course, our ancestors were thus spared Dancing with the Stars and the Jersey Shore, so I guess there were trade-offs.
I gave myself an impossible task in my next book when I chose to have my characters looking for someone on a summer moonless night. I actually went into my old backyard to find out how much ahead I could see, and the stars were simply not enough.And even though I was still close to my house, the sensation was an eerie one. Much like your teenagers, I was happy to get back to civilization a few yards away.
Wonderful post!I’m fortunate to be able to watch the moonrise over the lake from my bedroom window in our new house. Sometimes it’s so bright I can’t get to sleep.And like Louisa, we’ve got five turkeys who’ved turned up a little early for Thanksgiving.
Whenever I watch a historical drama, I am always freaked out by the flickering candles, everyone huddling about the fire, the sheer impossibility of doing anything worthwile (reading, mending) in the darkness. Of course, our ancestors were thus spared Dancing with the Stars and the Jersey Shore, so I guess there were trade-offs.
I gave myself an impossible task in my next book when I chose to have my characters looking for someone on a summer moonless night. I actually went into my old backyard to find out how much ahead I could see, and the stars were simply not enough.And even though I was still close to my house, the sensation was an eerie one. Much like your teenagers, I was happy to get back to civilization a few yards away.
Wonderful post!I’m fortunate to be able to watch the moonrise over the lake from my bedroom window in our new house. Sometimes it’s so bright I can’t get to sleep.And like Louisa, we’ve got five turkeys who’ved turned up a little early for Thanksgiving.
Whenever I watch a historical drama, I am always freaked out by the flickering candles, everyone huddling about the fire, the sheer impossibility of doing anything worthwile (reading, mending) in the darkness. Of course, our ancestors were thus spared Dancing with the Stars and the Jersey Shore, so I guess there were trade-offs.
I gave myself an impossible task in my next book when I chose to have my characters looking for someone on a summer moonless night. I actually went into my old backyard to find out how much ahead I could see, and the stars were simply not enough.And even though I was still close to my house, the sensation was an eerie one. Much like your teenagers, I was happy to get back to civilization a few yards away.
Wonderful post!I’m fortunate to be able to watch the moonrise over the lake from my bedroom window in our new house. Sometimes it’s so bright I can’t get to sleep.And like Louisa, we’ve got five turkeys who’ved turned up a little early for Thanksgiving.
Whenever I watch a historical drama, I am always freaked out by the flickering candles, everyone huddling about the fire, the sheer impossibility of doing anything worthwile (reading, mending) in the darkness. Of course, our ancestors were thus spared Dancing with the Stars and the Jersey Shore, so I guess there were trade-offs.
I gave myself an impossible task in my next book when I chose to have my characters looking for someone on a summer moonless night. I actually went into my old backyard to find out how much ahead I could see, and the stars were simply not enough.And even though I was still close to my house, the sensation was an eerie one. Much like your teenagers, I was happy to get back to civilization a few yards away.
Wonderful post!I’m fortunate to be able to watch the moonrise over the lake from my bedroom window in our new house. Sometimes it’s so bright I can’t get to sleep.And like Louisa, we’ve got five turkeys who’ved turned up a little early for Thanksgiving.
Whenever I watch a historical drama, I am always freaked out by the flickering candles, everyone huddling about the fire, the sheer impossibility of doing anything worthwile (reading, mending) in the darkness. Of course, our ancestors were thus spared Dancing with the Stars and the Jersey Shore, so I guess there were trade-offs.
I gave myself an impossible task in my next book when I chose to have my characters looking for someone on a summer moonless night. I actually went into my old backyard to find out how much ahead I could see, and the stars were simply not enough.And even though I was still close to my house, the sensation was an eerie one. Much like your teenagers, I was happy to get back to civilization a few yards away.
Beautiful post, Anne! It brought Shelley’s apostrophe to the moon to my mind: That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, / Whom mortals call the moon.”
We moved to the country two years ago after more than a decade of living in town, and one of the first differences I noticed was how much more wondrous the night sky was without all the street lights and security lights. Nights have their seasonal distinctiveness too. Winter nights seem more silent and perfumed spring nights more romantic. Fall nights here are cherished because of their coolness after summer’s heat, and summer nights always remind me of a line from Whitman: “Mad, naked Summer Night!”
Beautiful post, Anne! It brought Shelley’s apostrophe to the moon to my mind: That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, / Whom mortals call the moon.”
We moved to the country two years ago after more than a decade of living in town, and one of the first differences I noticed was how much more wondrous the night sky was without all the street lights and security lights. Nights have their seasonal distinctiveness too. Winter nights seem more silent and perfumed spring nights more romantic. Fall nights here are cherished because of their coolness after summer’s heat, and summer nights always remind me of a line from Whitman: “Mad, naked Summer Night!”
Beautiful post, Anne! It brought Shelley’s apostrophe to the moon to my mind: That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, / Whom mortals call the moon.”
We moved to the country two years ago after more than a decade of living in town, and one of the first differences I noticed was how much more wondrous the night sky was without all the street lights and security lights. Nights have their seasonal distinctiveness too. Winter nights seem more silent and perfumed spring nights more romantic. Fall nights here are cherished because of their coolness after summer’s heat, and summer nights always remind me of a line from Whitman: “Mad, naked Summer Night!”
Beautiful post, Anne! It brought Shelley’s apostrophe to the moon to my mind: That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, / Whom mortals call the moon.”
We moved to the country two years ago after more than a decade of living in town, and one of the first differences I noticed was how much more wondrous the night sky was without all the street lights and security lights. Nights have their seasonal distinctiveness too. Winter nights seem more silent and perfumed spring nights more romantic. Fall nights here are cherished because of their coolness after summer’s heat, and summer nights always remind me of a line from Whitman: “Mad, naked Summer Night!”
Beautiful post, Anne! It brought Shelley’s apostrophe to the moon to my mind: That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, / Whom mortals call the moon.”
We moved to the country two years ago after more than a decade of living in town, and one of the first differences I noticed was how much more wondrous the night sky was without all the street lights and security lights. Nights have their seasonal distinctiveness too. Winter nights seem more silent and perfumed spring nights more romantic. Fall nights here are cherished because of their coolness after summer’s heat, and summer nights always remind me of a line from Whitman: “Mad, naked Summer Night!”
Annie –
First I have to tell you how much I enjoyed The Accidental Wedding and for anyone who hasn’t read it to be sure to pick it up.
I grew up in up-state New York where it often starts snowing in October and doesn’t stop until after Easter. I always enjoyed those summer nights when we could lay out on blankets in the back yard and gaze up at the moon (many, many years before man ever landed on it) but I never realized how spacious the skies are and how fascinating the moon until I went to college in Tucson, Arizona (the sunshine and warmth were enjoyed too!).
I’ve moved back to the Northeast now but I’ll never forget the wide open skys filled with just the moon and stars that I enjoyed in Arizona.
Annie –
First I have to tell you how much I enjoyed The Accidental Wedding and for anyone who hasn’t read it to be sure to pick it up.
I grew up in up-state New York where it often starts snowing in October and doesn’t stop until after Easter. I always enjoyed those summer nights when we could lay out on blankets in the back yard and gaze up at the moon (many, many years before man ever landed on it) but I never realized how spacious the skies are and how fascinating the moon until I went to college in Tucson, Arizona (the sunshine and warmth were enjoyed too!).
I’ve moved back to the Northeast now but I’ll never forget the wide open skys filled with just the moon and stars that I enjoyed in Arizona.
Annie –
First I have to tell you how much I enjoyed The Accidental Wedding and for anyone who hasn’t read it to be sure to pick it up.
I grew up in up-state New York where it often starts snowing in October and doesn’t stop until after Easter. I always enjoyed those summer nights when we could lay out on blankets in the back yard and gaze up at the moon (many, many years before man ever landed on it) but I never realized how spacious the skies are and how fascinating the moon until I went to college in Tucson, Arizona (the sunshine and warmth were enjoyed too!).
I’ve moved back to the Northeast now but I’ll never forget the wide open skys filled with just the moon and stars that I enjoyed in Arizona.
Annie –
First I have to tell you how much I enjoyed The Accidental Wedding and for anyone who hasn’t read it to be sure to pick it up.
I grew up in up-state New York where it often starts snowing in October and doesn’t stop until after Easter. I always enjoyed those summer nights when we could lay out on blankets in the back yard and gaze up at the moon (many, many years before man ever landed on it) but I never realized how spacious the skies are and how fascinating the moon until I went to college in Tucson, Arizona (the sunshine and warmth were enjoyed too!).
I’ve moved back to the Northeast now but I’ll never forget the wide open skys filled with just the moon and stars that I enjoyed in Arizona.
Annie –
First I have to tell you how much I enjoyed The Accidental Wedding and for anyone who hasn’t read it to be sure to pick it up.
I grew up in up-state New York where it often starts snowing in October and doesn’t stop until after Easter. I always enjoyed those summer nights when we could lay out on blankets in the back yard and gaze up at the moon (many, many years before man ever landed on it) but I never realized how spacious the skies are and how fascinating the moon until I went to college in Tucson, Arizona (the sunshine and warmth were enjoyed too!).
I’ve moved back to the Northeast now but I’ll never forget the wide open skys filled with just the moon and stars that I enjoyed in Arizona.
In country-side Australia I was struck by how dark it was at night. Being a city dweller, I didn’t like not being able to see my hand in front of my face, I have to say. But the night sky seems to hover just over your head, so clear it’s amazing, and the moon took my breath away.
In country-side Australia I was struck by how dark it was at night. Being a city dweller, I didn’t like not being able to see my hand in front of my face, I have to say. But the night sky seems to hover just over your head, so clear it’s amazing, and the moon took my breath away.
In country-side Australia I was struck by how dark it was at night. Being a city dweller, I didn’t like not being able to see my hand in front of my face, I have to say. But the night sky seems to hover just over your head, so clear it’s amazing, and the moon took my breath away.
In country-side Australia I was struck by how dark it was at night. Being a city dweller, I didn’t like not being able to see my hand in front of my face, I have to say. But the night sky seems to hover just over your head, so clear it’s amazing, and the moon took my breath away.
In country-side Australia I was struck by how dark it was at night. Being a city dweller, I didn’t like not being able to see my hand in front of my face, I have to say. But the night sky seems to hover just over your head, so clear it’s amazing, and the moon took my breath away.
Sherrie, here. Like some of you, I live on a farm in the boonies. When there’s a full moon, I don’t need a flashlight to walk up to the barn at night to feed the horse. But without a full moon, it’s so dark that I have to turn on the yard light or use a flashlight.
I love the moon and all the mysteries that surround her. A funny: one night I was driving home after dark, and as I drove up the 3/4 mile-long hill, I could tell that a car with his high beams on was coming toward me from the other side of the hill because I could see the light from his high beams. As I neared the crest of the hill, the oncoming headlights got brighter, so I flashed my high beams off and on to warn him he’d better switch to low beams before cresting the hill and blasting me in the face with his highs.
He didn’t switch to low, and as I crested the hill I prepared myself to be blinded by yet another inconsiderate driver. That’s when I discovered that it wasn’t an oncoming car that was so bright, but the rising moon. I actually had to put my sun visor down to keep from being blinded!
Sherrie, here. Like some of you, I live on a farm in the boonies. When there’s a full moon, I don’t need a flashlight to walk up to the barn at night to feed the horse. But without a full moon, it’s so dark that I have to turn on the yard light or use a flashlight.
I love the moon and all the mysteries that surround her. A funny: one night I was driving home after dark, and as I drove up the 3/4 mile-long hill, I could tell that a car with his high beams on was coming toward me from the other side of the hill because I could see the light from his high beams. As I neared the crest of the hill, the oncoming headlights got brighter, so I flashed my high beams off and on to warn him he’d better switch to low beams before cresting the hill and blasting me in the face with his highs.
He didn’t switch to low, and as I crested the hill I prepared myself to be blinded by yet another inconsiderate driver. That’s when I discovered that it wasn’t an oncoming car that was so bright, but the rising moon. I actually had to put my sun visor down to keep from being blinded!
Sherrie, here. Like some of you, I live on a farm in the boonies. When there’s a full moon, I don’t need a flashlight to walk up to the barn at night to feed the horse. But without a full moon, it’s so dark that I have to turn on the yard light or use a flashlight.
I love the moon and all the mysteries that surround her. A funny: one night I was driving home after dark, and as I drove up the 3/4 mile-long hill, I could tell that a car with his high beams on was coming toward me from the other side of the hill because I could see the light from his high beams. As I neared the crest of the hill, the oncoming headlights got brighter, so I flashed my high beams off and on to warn him he’d better switch to low beams before cresting the hill and blasting me in the face with his highs.
He didn’t switch to low, and as I crested the hill I prepared myself to be blinded by yet another inconsiderate driver. That’s when I discovered that it wasn’t an oncoming car that was so bright, but the rising moon. I actually had to put my sun visor down to keep from being blinded!
Sherrie, here. Like some of you, I live on a farm in the boonies. When there’s a full moon, I don’t need a flashlight to walk up to the barn at night to feed the horse. But without a full moon, it’s so dark that I have to turn on the yard light or use a flashlight.
I love the moon and all the mysteries that surround her. A funny: one night I was driving home after dark, and as I drove up the 3/4 mile-long hill, I could tell that a car with his high beams on was coming toward me from the other side of the hill because I could see the light from his high beams. As I neared the crest of the hill, the oncoming headlights got brighter, so I flashed my high beams off and on to warn him he’d better switch to low beams before cresting the hill and blasting me in the face with his highs.
He didn’t switch to low, and as I crested the hill I prepared myself to be blinded by yet another inconsiderate driver. That’s when I discovered that it wasn’t an oncoming car that was so bright, but the rising moon. I actually had to put my sun visor down to keep from being blinded!
Sherrie, here. Like some of you, I live on a farm in the boonies. When there’s a full moon, I don’t need a flashlight to walk up to the barn at night to feed the horse. But without a full moon, it’s so dark that I have to turn on the yard light or use a flashlight.
I love the moon and all the mysteries that surround her. A funny: one night I was driving home after dark, and as I drove up the 3/4 mile-long hill, I could tell that a car with his high beams on was coming toward me from the other side of the hill because I could see the light from his high beams. As I neared the crest of the hill, the oncoming headlights got brighter, so I flashed my high beams off and on to warn him he’d better switch to low beams before cresting the hill and blasting me in the face with his highs.
He didn’t switch to low, and as I crested the hill I prepared myself to be blinded by yet another inconsiderate driver. That’s when I discovered that it wasn’t an oncoming car that was so bright, but the rising moon. I actually had to put my sun visor down to keep from being blinded!
Maggie, you do know that in the olden days people thought if moon beams touched you while you slept, it could bring on madness. LOL. I love the sound of the bedroom in your new house.
As for people in the past not being able to do anything like reading or sewing — they did things that were more tactile — spinning, knitting, weaving, carving, and they sang or told stories. And they went to bed early.
Your story about your moonless summer night reminded me — we used to play hide and seek outside in the dark when I was a kid. It was only an occasional treat, because it only happened when there was a wedding or something on, and the adults would be inside dancing and a mob of kids would swarm out into the night. Magic.
Maggie, you do know that in the olden days people thought if moon beams touched you while you slept, it could bring on madness. LOL. I love the sound of the bedroom in your new house.
As for people in the past not being able to do anything like reading or sewing — they did things that were more tactile — spinning, knitting, weaving, carving, and they sang or told stories. And they went to bed early.
Your story about your moonless summer night reminded me — we used to play hide and seek outside in the dark when I was a kid. It was only an occasional treat, because it only happened when there was a wedding or something on, and the adults would be inside dancing and a mob of kids would swarm out into the night. Magic.
Maggie, you do know that in the olden days people thought if moon beams touched you while you slept, it could bring on madness. LOL. I love the sound of the bedroom in your new house.
As for people in the past not being able to do anything like reading or sewing — they did things that were more tactile — spinning, knitting, weaving, carving, and they sang or told stories. And they went to bed early.
Your story about your moonless summer night reminded me — we used to play hide and seek outside in the dark when I was a kid. It was only an occasional treat, because it only happened when there was a wedding or something on, and the adults would be inside dancing and a mob of kids would swarm out into the night. Magic.
Maggie, you do know that in the olden days people thought if moon beams touched you while you slept, it could bring on madness. LOL. I love the sound of the bedroom in your new house.
As for people in the past not being able to do anything like reading or sewing — they did things that were more tactile — spinning, knitting, weaving, carving, and they sang or told stories. And they went to bed early.
Your story about your moonless summer night reminded me — we used to play hide and seek outside in the dark when I was a kid. It was only an occasional treat, because it only happened when there was a wedding or something on, and the adults would be inside dancing and a mob of kids would swarm out into the night. Magic.
Maggie, you do know that in the olden days people thought if moon beams touched you while you slept, it could bring on madness. LOL. I love the sound of the bedroom in your new house.
As for people in the past not being able to do anything like reading or sewing — they did things that were more tactile — spinning, knitting, weaving, carving, and they sang or told stories. And they went to bed early.
Your story about your moonless summer night reminded me — we used to play hide and seek outside in the dark when I was a kid. It was only an occasional treat, because it only happened when there was a wedding or something on, and the adults would be inside dancing and a mob of kids would swarm out into the night. Magic.
Oh, Janga, you are such a writer! Beautiful quotes, too, thanks for sharing them.
We get a range of winter nights — mostly they’re bitter cold, but sometimes we get a north wind that comes straight out of the interior desert of Australia and it’s warm, and those nights you really feel like dancing under the moon, for the unexpected gift of it.
Jeanne, I’m so pleased you enjoyed my book. Thanks for saying so.
When i was in Montana I crept outside in the middle of the night — I was staying in a bed and breakfast farm in the hills, and looked at the night sky, trying to spot the constellations I’d heard about. It was a dark, velvety night, and the moon was up, but the magic didn’t come from the sky that night, but from a doe and her fawn, nibbling on the grass at the edge of the woods.
Maggi, the night sky here is amazing once you get away from the city, I agree. Such a blaze of stars.
Sherrie, you flashed your headlights at the moon? LOL Great story. Thanks for sharing.
Oh, Janga, you are such a writer! Beautiful quotes, too, thanks for sharing them.
We get a range of winter nights — mostly they’re bitter cold, but sometimes we get a north wind that comes straight out of the interior desert of Australia and it’s warm, and those nights you really feel like dancing under the moon, for the unexpected gift of it.
Jeanne, I’m so pleased you enjoyed my book. Thanks for saying so.
When i was in Montana I crept outside in the middle of the night — I was staying in a bed and breakfast farm in the hills, and looked at the night sky, trying to spot the constellations I’d heard about. It was a dark, velvety night, and the moon was up, but the magic didn’t come from the sky that night, but from a doe and her fawn, nibbling on the grass at the edge of the woods.
Maggi, the night sky here is amazing once you get away from the city, I agree. Such a blaze of stars.
Sherrie, you flashed your headlights at the moon? LOL Great story. Thanks for sharing.
Oh, Janga, you are such a writer! Beautiful quotes, too, thanks for sharing them.
We get a range of winter nights — mostly they’re bitter cold, but sometimes we get a north wind that comes straight out of the interior desert of Australia and it’s warm, and those nights you really feel like dancing under the moon, for the unexpected gift of it.
Jeanne, I’m so pleased you enjoyed my book. Thanks for saying so.
When i was in Montana I crept outside in the middle of the night — I was staying in a bed and breakfast farm in the hills, and looked at the night sky, trying to spot the constellations I’d heard about. It was a dark, velvety night, and the moon was up, but the magic didn’t come from the sky that night, but from a doe and her fawn, nibbling on the grass at the edge of the woods.
Maggi, the night sky here is amazing once you get away from the city, I agree. Such a blaze of stars.
Sherrie, you flashed your headlights at the moon? LOL Great story. Thanks for sharing.
Oh, Janga, you are such a writer! Beautiful quotes, too, thanks for sharing them.
We get a range of winter nights — mostly they’re bitter cold, but sometimes we get a north wind that comes straight out of the interior desert of Australia and it’s warm, and those nights you really feel like dancing under the moon, for the unexpected gift of it.
Jeanne, I’m so pleased you enjoyed my book. Thanks for saying so.
When i was in Montana I crept outside in the middle of the night — I was staying in a bed and breakfast farm in the hills, and looked at the night sky, trying to spot the constellations I’d heard about. It was a dark, velvety night, and the moon was up, but the magic didn’t come from the sky that night, but from a doe and her fawn, nibbling on the grass at the edge of the woods.
Maggi, the night sky here is amazing once you get away from the city, I agree. Such a blaze of stars.
Sherrie, you flashed your headlights at the moon? LOL Great story. Thanks for sharing.
Oh, Janga, you are such a writer! Beautiful quotes, too, thanks for sharing them.
We get a range of winter nights — mostly they’re bitter cold, but sometimes we get a north wind that comes straight out of the interior desert of Australia and it’s warm, and those nights you really feel like dancing under the moon, for the unexpected gift of it.
Jeanne, I’m so pleased you enjoyed my book. Thanks for saying so.
When i was in Montana I crept outside in the middle of the night — I was staying in a bed and breakfast farm in the hills, and looked at the night sky, trying to spot the constellations I’d heard about. It was a dark, velvety night, and the moon was up, but the magic didn’t come from the sky that night, but from a doe and her fawn, nibbling on the grass at the edge of the woods.
Maggi, the night sky here is amazing once you get away from the city, I agree. Such a blaze of stars.
Sherrie, you flashed your headlights at the moon? LOL Great story. Thanks for sharing.
It just occurred to me that you might be surprised by my excitement at seeing deer grazing wild, so close — it all sounds fairly ordinary to most of you, I suppose. But we don’t have wild deer here.
So to put yourself in my shoes, imagine seeing a kangaroo and her joey (baby) grazing a few feet away.
It just occurred to me that you might be surprised by my excitement at seeing deer grazing wild, so close — it all sounds fairly ordinary to most of you, I suppose. But we don’t have wild deer here.
So to put yourself in my shoes, imagine seeing a kangaroo and her joey (baby) grazing a few feet away.
It just occurred to me that you might be surprised by my excitement at seeing deer grazing wild, so close — it all sounds fairly ordinary to most of you, I suppose. But we don’t have wild deer here.
So to put yourself in my shoes, imagine seeing a kangaroo and her joey (baby) grazing a few feet away.
It just occurred to me that you might be surprised by my excitement at seeing deer grazing wild, so close — it all sounds fairly ordinary to most of you, I suppose. But we don’t have wild deer here.
So to put yourself in my shoes, imagine seeing a kangaroo and her joey (baby) grazing a few feet away.
It just occurred to me that you might be surprised by my excitement at seeing deer grazing wild, so close — it all sounds fairly ordinary to most of you, I suppose. But we don’t have wild deer here.
So to put yourself in my shoes, imagine seeing a kangaroo and her joey (baby) grazing a few feet away.
Ever since we moved to Minnesota, I’ve dreaded the coming of winter and the 8 hours of daylight. But now I remind myself that’s the price of our 16-hour summer days, which I love. When I’m taking my morning walk in the dark, I do enjoy the phases of the moon. And the last few years I’ve attended a Winter Solstice party to celebrate the return of the light.
And even though I’ve seen wild deer often, I still find it magic. Just not as magic as when I saw a kangaroo and her joey in the Blue Mountains this past January. 🙂
This post really touched me, thanks!
Ever since we moved to Minnesota, I’ve dreaded the coming of winter and the 8 hours of daylight. But now I remind myself that’s the price of our 16-hour summer days, which I love. When I’m taking my morning walk in the dark, I do enjoy the phases of the moon. And the last few years I’ve attended a Winter Solstice party to celebrate the return of the light.
And even though I’ve seen wild deer often, I still find it magic. Just not as magic as when I saw a kangaroo and her joey in the Blue Mountains this past January. 🙂
This post really touched me, thanks!
Ever since we moved to Minnesota, I’ve dreaded the coming of winter and the 8 hours of daylight. But now I remind myself that’s the price of our 16-hour summer days, which I love. When I’m taking my morning walk in the dark, I do enjoy the phases of the moon. And the last few years I’ve attended a Winter Solstice party to celebrate the return of the light.
And even though I’ve seen wild deer often, I still find it magic. Just not as magic as when I saw a kangaroo and her joey in the Blue Mountains this past January. 🙂
This post really touched me, thanks!
Ever since we moved to Minnesota, I’ve dreaded the coming of winter and the 8 hours of daylight. But now I remind myself that’s the price of our 16-hour summer days, which I love. When I’m taking my morning walk in the dark, I do enjoy the phases of the moon. And the last few years I’ve attended a Winter Solstice party to celebrate the return of the light.
And even though I’ve seen wild deer often, I still find it magic. Just not as magic as when I saw a kangaroo and her joey in the Blue Mountains this past January. 🙂
This post really touched me, thanks!
Ever since we moved to Minnesota, I’ve dreaded the coming of winter and the 8 hours of daylight. But now I remind myself that’s the price of our 16-hour summer days, which I love. When I’m taking my morning walk in the dark, I do enjoy the phases of the moon. And the last few years I’ve attended a Winter Solstice party to celebrate the return of the light.
And even though I’ve seen wild deer often, I still find it magic. Just not as magic as when I saw a kangaroo and her joey in the Blue Mountains this past January. 🙂
This post really touched me, thanks!
I love the moon too. One of my fondest memories was going outside on a cold winter night. I was wearing sorels, an old flannel nighty and a huge puffy down jacket, to go to the out house. We were staying at a mountain cabin in the Rockies. It was beautiful. The snow was sparkling like tiny diamonds and the moon was out but the most amazing thing was the symphony of colour of the Northern lights.They were exploding around like a Canada day fire work display! I wished my musically ability was a little better so that I could have put music to the sight! Nature is the best artist in my mind. Thanks for reminding us to enjoy the moon light!
I love the moon too. One of my fondest memories was going outside on a cold winter night. I was wearing sorels, an old flannel nighty and a huge puffy down jacket, to go to the out house. We were staying at a mountain cabin in the Rockies. It was beautiful. The snow was sparkling like tiny diamonds and the moon was out but the most amazing thing was the symphony of colour of the Northern lights.They were exploding around like a Canada day fire work display! I wished my musically ability was a little better so that I could have put music to the sight! Nature is the best artist in my mind. Thanks for reminding us to enjoy the moon light!
I love the moon too. One of my fondest memories was going outside on a cold winter night. I was wearing sorels, an old flannel nighty and a huge puffy down jacket, to go to the out house. We were staying at a mountain cabin in the Rockies. It was beautiful. The snow was sparkling like tiny diamonds and the moon was out but the most amazing thing was the symphony of colour of the Northern lights.They were exploding around like a Canada day fire work display! I wished my musically ability was a little better so that I could have put music to the sight! Nature is the best artist in my mind. Thanks for reminding us to enjoy the moon light!
I love the moon too. One of my fondest memories was going outside on a cold winter night. I was wearing sorels, an old flannel nighty and a huge puffy down jacket, to go to the out house. We were staying at a mountain cabin in the Rockies. It was beautiful. The snow was sparkling like tiny diamonds and the moon was out but the most amazing thing was the symphony of colour of the Northern lights.They were exploding around like a Canada day fire work display! I wished my musically ability was a little better so that I could have put music to the sight! Nature is the best artist in my mind. Thanks for reminding us to enjoy the moon light!
I love the moon too. One of my fondest memories was going outside on a cold winter night. I was wearing sorels, an old flannel nighty and a huge puffy down jacket, to go to the out house. We were staying at a mountain cabin in the Rockies. It was beautiful. The snow was sparkling like tiny diamonds and the moon was out but the most amazing thing was the symphony of colour of the Northern lights.They were exploding around like a Canada day fire work display! I wished my musically ability was a little better so that I could have put music to the sight! Nature is the best artist in my mind. Thanks for reminding us to enjoy the moon light!
Julie, a winter solstice party sounds wonderful. I can so see how those short dark winter days would make you want to have some sun to look forward to.
I’m having visions of viking types leaping over bonfires, but I guess you don’t do that. LOL
Often we regulars at dog park (not an official dog park — just the park over the hill next to the creek) talk about getting a brazier down there. I think if we did, we’d spend even more time down there chatting. The dogs would like it though.
Julie, a winter solstice party sounds wonderful. I can so see how those short dark winter days would make you want to have some sun to look forward to.
I’m having visions of viking types leaping over bonfires, but I guess you don’t do that. LOL
Often we regulars at dog park (not an official dog park — just the park over the hill next to the creek) talk about getting a brazier down there. I think if we did, we’d spend even more time down there chatting. The dogs would like it though.
Julie, a winter solstice party sounds wonderful. I can so see how those short dark winter days would make you want to have some sun to look forward to.
I’m having visions of viking types leaping over bonfires, but I guess you don’t do that. LOL
Often we regulars at dog park (not an official dog park — just the park over the hill next to the creek) talk about getting a brazier down there. I think if we did, we’d spend even more time down there chatting. The dogs would like it though.
Julie, a winter solstice party sounds wonderful. I can so see how those short dark winter days would make you want to have some sun to look forward to.
I’m having visions of viking types leaping over bonfires, but I guess you don’t do that. LOL
Often we regulars at dog park (not an official dog park — just the park over the hill next to the creek) talk about getting a brazier down there. I think if we did, we’d spend even more time down there chatting. The dogs would like it though.
Julie, a winter solstice party sounds wonderful. I can so see how those short dark winter days would make you want to have some sun to look forward to.
I’m having visions of viking types leaping over bonfires, but I guess you don’t do that. LOL
Often we regulars at dog park (not an official dog park — just the park over the hill next to the creek) talk about getting a brazier down there. I think if we did, we’d spend even more time down there chatting. The dogs would like it though.
Kirsten, what a lovely description. Snow almost never happens here, except for in the mountains, so for me, the idea of stepping out of your cabin and crunching through crisp, sparkling snow in the moonlight, is exciting.
I have always wanted to see the Northern Lights — one day I hope I will.
Kirsten, what a lovely description. Snow almost never happens here, except for in the mountains, so for me, the idea of stepping out of your cabin and crunching through crisp, sparkling snow in the moonlight, is exciting.
I have always wanted to see the Northern Lights — one day I hope I will.
Kirsten, what a lovely description. Snow almost never happens here, except for in the mountains, so for me, the idea of stepping out of your cabin and crunching through crisp, sparkling snow in the moonlight, is exciting.
I have always wanted to see the Northern Lights — one day I hope I will.
Kirsten, what a lovely description. Snow almost never happens here, except for in the mountains, so for me, the idea of stepping out of your cabin and crunching through crisp, sparkling snow in the moonlight, is exciting.
I have always wanted to see the Northern Lights — one day I hope I will.
Kirsten, what a lovely description. Snow almost never happens here, except for in the mountains, so for me, the idea of stepping out of your cabin and crunching through crisp, sparkling snow in the moonlight, is exciting.
I have always wanted to see the Northern Lights — one day I hope I will.
Anne,
I have been lucky enough to see Northern lights a few times , the time mentioned earlier and one other time in
Eastern Canada (near Ottawa ie not that far North) in the Spring. These being the most spectacular times. They were so beautiful we stopped the truck and laid in a field with Moon Dance ( ‘Van the Man’) playing in the back ground.
I hope that you do have the opportunity to see them as they are special the only thing is, is that I don’t believe that they are predictable. So planning a specific trip could be difficult. Maybe the Richard Holmes book mentioned the science behind them……
On another note there is a book called
The Lunar Men: Five Friends Whose Curiosity Changed the World by Jenny Uglow.
It is all about the the Lunar Society the Jo mentions. It is a pretty good read.
Anne,
I have been lucky enough to see Northern lights a few times , the time mentioned earlier and one other time in
Eastern Canada (near Ottawa ie not that far North) in the Spring. These being the most spectacular times. They were so beautiful we stopped the truck and laid in a field with Moon Dance ( ‘Van the Man’) playing in the back ground.
I hope that you do have the opportunity to see them as they are special the only thing is, is that I don’t believe that they are predictable. So planning a specific trip could be difficult. Maybe the Richard Holmes book mentioned the science behind them……
On another note there is a book called
The Lunar Men: Five Friends Whose Curiosity Changed the World by Jenny Uglow.
It is all about the the Lunar Society the Jo mentions. It is a pretty good read.
Anne,
I have been lucky enough to see Northern lights a few times , the time mentioned earlier and one other time in
Eastern Canada (near Ottawa ie not that far North) in the Spring. These being the most spectacular times. They were so beautiful we stopped the truck and laid in a field with Moon Dance ( ‘Van the Man’) playing in the back ground.
I hope that you do have the opportunity to see them as they are special the only thing is, is that I don’t believe that they are predictable. So planning a specific trip could be difficult. Maybe the Richard Holmes book mentioned the science behind them……
On another note there is a book called
The Lunar Men: Five Friends Whose Curiosity Changed the World by Jenny Uglow.
It is all about the the Lunar Society the Jo mentions. It is a pretty good read.
Anne,
I have been lucky enough to see Northern lights a few times , the time mentioned earlier and one other time in
Eastern Canada (near Ottawa ie not that far North) in the Spring. These being the most spectacular times. They were so beautiful we stopped the truck and laid in a field with Moon Dance ( ‘Van the Man’) playing in the back ground.
I hope that you do have the opportunity to see them as they are special the only thing is, is that I don’t believe that they are predictable. So planning a specific trip could be difficult. Maybe the Richard Holmes book mentioned the science behind them……
On another note there is a book called
The Lunar Men: Five Friends Whose Curiosity Changed the World by Jenny Uglow.
It is all about the the Lunar Society the Jo mentions. It is a pretty good read.
Anne,
I have been lucky enough to see Northern lights a few times , the time mentioned earlier and one other time in
Eastern Canada (near Ottawa ie not that far North) in the Spring. These being the most spectacular times. They were so beautiful we stopped the truck and laid in a field with Moon Dance ( ‘Van the Man’) playing in the back ground.
I hope that you do have the opportunity to see them as they are special the only thing is, is that I don’t believe that they are predictable. So planning a specific trip could be difficult. Maybe the Richard Holmes book mentioned the science behind them……
On another note there is a book called
The Lunar Men: Five Friends Whose Curiosity Changed the World by Jenny Uglow.
It is all about the the Lunar Society the Jo mentions. It is a pretty good read.
Kirsten, loved your moondance! And I know the Northern Lights aren’t predictable — I watched this travel-to-the-frozen-north show once with Joanna Lumley in which the big question was whether or not she would see the lights.
Thanks, too for that info on the Lunar Men. I have another book by Jenny Uglow called A Little History of British Gardening and it’s wonderful. Fascinating detail expressed in a beautiful style. I’ll definitely chase up her Lunar Men book.
Kirsten, loved your moondance! And I know the Northern Lights aren’t predictable — I watched this travel-to-the-frozen-north show once with Joanna Lumley in which the big question was whether or not she would see the lights.
Thanks, too for that info on the Lunar Men. I have another book by Jenny Uglow called A Little History of British Gardening and it’s wonderful. Fascinating detail expressed in a beautiful style. I’ll definitely chase up her Lunar Men book.
Kirsten, loved your moondance! And I know the Northern Lights aren’t predictable — I watched this travel-to-the-frozen-north show once with Joanna Lumley in which the big question was whether or not she would see the lights.
Thanks, too for that info on the Lunar Men. I have another book by Jenny Uglow called A Little History of British Gardening and it’s wonderful. Fascinating detail expressed in a beautiful style. I’ll definitely chase up her Lunar Men book.
Kirsten, loved your moondance! And I know the Northern Lights aren’t predictable — I watched this travel-to-the-frozen-north show once with Joanna Lumley in which the big question was whether or not she would see the lights.
Thanks, too for that info on the Lunar Men. I have another book by Jenny Uglow called A Little History of British Gardening and it’s wonderful. Fascinating detail expressed in a beautiful style. I’ll definitely chase up her Lunar Men book.
Kirsten, loved your moondance! And I know the Northern Lights aren’t predictable — I watched this travel-to-the-frozen-north show once with Joanna Lumley in which the big question was whether or not she would see the lights.
Thanks, too for that info on the Lunar Men. I have another book by Jenny Uglow called A Little History of British Gardening and it’s wonderful. Fascinating detail expressed in a beautiful style. I’ll definitely chase up her Lunar Men book.