Husband is always out there looking at the night sky, which is a really lovely thing about him. Even lovelier is the fact that he will call me out onto the patio to point out something I'd have missed otherwise.
Being a man of few words, he often just points in a direction and with my overly active mind I end up guessing about a dozen things in 10seconds time, all of them missing what he meant. (ie: What? A fire? A UFO? Skydiver? Hospital helicopter? A bird? A balloon? An accident? WHAT?!!??). This night, by way of giving a clue, he refined his pointing. It took me awhile but I suddenly saw it.
Once I did, I stepped inside to grab my camera, which is always close by. For the heck of it, I will virtually just point and see if you can find what I wanted you to see.
Being a man of few words, he often just points in a direction and with my overly active mind I end up guessing about a dozen things in 10seconds time, all of them missing what he meant. (ie: What? A fire? A UFO? Skydiver? Hospital helicopter? A bird? A balloon? An accident? WHAT?!!??). This night, by way of giving a clue, he refined his pointing. It took me awhile but I suddenly saw it.
Once I did, I stepped inside to grab my camera, which is always close by. For the heck of it, I will virtually just point and see if you can find what I wanted you to see.
Look there, on the horizon. Do you see that red dot? That's the rising MOON!
I zoomed in. Close up, you could really see the shadows of the moon taking on facial features, as the moon is wont to do. But this time I didn't see the man in the moon, as we affectionately say when the moon is it's usual stark white. I guess it depends on the person, but I see the beautific face of a loving mother staring down at us and the little blue planet she guards.
I zoomed in. Close up, you could really see the shadows of the moon taking on facial features, as the moon is wont to do. But this time I didn't see the man in the moon, as we affectionately say when the moon is it's usual stark white. I guess it depends on the person, but I see the beautific face of a loving mother staring down at us and the little blue planet she guards.
How about you? Do you see male or female or ...?
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That's beautiful Sydney. I like the mother image.
It's Willow of the Manor!
I love the moon as well, comforting and emanating a glow like nothing else in the night sky. I say, "MOTHER".
If you click on the first photo you can see that one much better!
It's the Virgin Mary! On a pancake!!
Love it Silk. Funny.
So beautiful!
To me, the moon is always female. And as I type that sentence, I realize it's also the title of a book of poetry by Marge Piercy, I think . . . Moon . . . she . . . moon . . . she.
And I don't own the image. As Harry Nilsson said in The Point . . . "ya sees what ya want to see, and ya hears what ya want to hear . . .
No matter, it's a beautiful image. We had our Full Moon Labyrinth Walk last night, and about a dozen women showed up, (one man, the home-partner) walked the pathways, stood in the center around the firepit singing "Woman am I, Spirit Am I . . . " And the moon came up late.
Tonight it was a big orange orb, still looking full, over the lake as I drove home from my book group.
Thanks, Sydney, and thanks Husband. Our eyes are all we have sometimes. And words.
That's beautiful!! I saw it right away!! And to me, the moon is definitely a chica...absolutely!!
Peace & Love.
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