The moon was as bright as a reading light for a letter from an old friend back home- Michael Burton, Night Rider’s Lament
Nov. 27, Monday. 6:30 am, low tide, 35 degrees, southeast breeze, full moon. There is snow in the forecast.
Before I headed to the pool I let the dogs out and saw the moon and had to take a walk beneath it. It was the brightest the sky and the beach have been in weeks.
And yes, I was followed by a moon shadow-
And yes, I was singing– Jerry Jeff Walker and Cat Stevens, Van Morrison– Moonlight in Vermont and Paper Moon.
I see the moon, the moon sees me…please let the light that shines on me, shine on the ones I love.
Sometimes, the moon and a song are just what a person needs, and if you can’t sing, you always have the moon. Every single person in the whole wide world does.
