"Bear waited and watched while the moon slowly crept up through the branches..."
-Frank Asch in "Happy Birthday, Moon"
Looking out the front window, the full moon beckoned to me. Listening closely, I could hear it whispering "come out and play." I quickly turned to Riff and asked if he would like to go for a walk with me. After a moment of surprise and confusion, (it was after 10 o'clock and he had settled in with a beer and a bag of potato chips), he agreed to accompany me. It was such a beautiful night. The air was filled with the scent of many flowers mingling together to sweeten our scenses. The moon shed its golden light on everything and made the world seem magical.
We walked up the hill behind the house until we came out at the top of Lexington Avenue. From there we had an incredible view of the lights of town and the Columbia River. A few ships were out, their lights casting a glow upon the water. We wound our way back down the hill, past beautiful Victorian homes with gardens in bloom and their people tucked snuggly inside. Back at home, we settled into our chairs by the rhododendrun bushes, our cracked magical ball solar light seemed to be playing "copy cat" with the moon. When it was time to go in, I looked up and softly whispered, "Thank you, and goodnight".
May you be blessed with the glow of the moon...