“Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber!”–Lord Byron
I climbed to the top of the woodpile…(down there on the end where there are four logs stacked on each other)—I needed to get above the neighbor’s corn field to see the eastern sky, you see.
Then There it was! That most stunning Super Moon!
I stayed up on the wood pile— balancing carefully, while Boomer sat below whining, with Min-Min Cat winding her way up the very tall pile to be close to me.
Your friend on a western Colorado farm,