Moonrise Over the Blue Ridges
The moon came up this morning at 4:50 am. It was just a little sliver of a thing (12%) and I lay still in my bed watching for half an hour as it rose in the early morning sky, alternately appearing and disappearing behind the tree trunks. Sam found no similar fascination with the celestial show and slept through the whole thing. Dogs, it seems, only get juiced by a full moon.
I am always pleasantly surprised by moonrises, probably because they occur at such varying times of the day and night. The most memorable one I ever saw was during an evening walk on the beach many years ago when a full moon unexpectedly appeared over the ocean's curvature with nary a cloud in the sky. Spectacular.
About an hour after this morning's moonrise, the sun first peeked over the Blue Ridge Mountains, at the expected time. Sam, of course, slept though the sunrise, too.
By the way, did I mention that the ground turned white again last night with that same powdery stuff we have seen in abudance of late?
And, exactly what was I doing up at 4:30 am anyhow? Well, if you don't know, it's a good bet that you ain't a male over 50 years of age!
I am always pleasantly surprised by moonrises, probably because they occur at such varying times of the day and night. The most memorable one I ever saw was during an evening walk on the beach many years ago when a full moon unexpectedly appeared over the ocean's curvature with nary a cloud in the sky. Spectacular.
About an hour after this morning's moonrise, the sun first peeked over the Blue Ridge Mountains, at the expected time. Sam, of course, slept though the sunrise, too.
By the way, did I mention that the ground turned white again last night with that same powdery stuff we have seen in abudance of late?
And, exactly what was I doing up at 4:30 am anyhow? Well, if you don't know, it's a good bet that you ain't a male over 50 years of age!
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