Full Moon Rising

Our front windows are like wide screens to uncompromised splendor. I’ve seen the moon rise over the 3 sisters in winter, watched in come up in full glory over Bartlett Point in the summer, but when I glanced outside last evening while chopping vegetables for our big crunchy salads, dinner was forgotten as I lunged for the camera. The moon peeked from a place unexpected to me, at first just a hint of light, teasing with an arc of bright light, and finally the rounded orb rising to its potential. The night air was cool, actually, icy and the few minutes spent getting a picture were enough to chill the fingers. I raced back inside, knowing I would miss nothing from the outdoor theater of our front room. This moon rising over the Big Lost Range deserves its own little post.