The temperatures have cooled somewhat so the other day I decided to put the flannel sheets on the bed. It is always nice to crawl into a soft warm bed rather than a crisp cool one this time of year. It helps to make a nights sleep just a little bit more pleasant. Of course though eventually one has to crawl out of this warm cozy place.
Winston insisted last night that I do this a bit earlier than I normally would, lets say about 3 am in the morning. He was determined to go outside and do his business. I grumbled as I crawled out of my warm fuzzy place, slipped on a sweater and went to the back door to let him run a bit.
As I opened the back door I was greeted with a very pleasant surprise. I knew the moon was full last night, I watched her as she rose in the east. Yet I was reminded again of how she has a wonderful way of lighting the nighttime. This time of year she seems to be especially bright and clear. I stood on the back porch for a bit admiring her beauty despite the cold temperatures. I could see the ducks as they glided across the pond lit by her. Winston ran around in his carefree manner like he was a bit unaware that it was still so early. Or maybe he just wanted me to come out and see just how beautiful the moon was last night.


