The moon is growing smaller each and every day now. Shrinking from a great swollen ball hazed by a shimmer causing it to look gold as it rises into the sky.
There (as luck would have it) were the Sandhill Cranes etched sharply in the newly minted silver of the moon.
What a gift!
What a marvelous gift…the moon and the Sandhill cranes.
From my world to your heart,