Hunter’s Moon

Ashton’s bed is ready to inflate when she arrives. A few more adjustments will be needed in her room but that can wait for her touch. I finished packing for my trip to Bellingham and decided to take a break in the dark. Outdoors it was not dark. Just look at the moon. What a bright light it gives! November’s moon is the hunter’s moon – to light the way for hunters I suppose. Probably makes deeper shadows for the hunted to hide in as well.
Tonight the moon is bright enough to light my path through the trees. Actually overwhelms the light from the street lights and neighbor’s security lights and that is a real pleasure to have them take second place. The restful change was from the glare of the computer screen. Adjustment is swift because the moonlight seemed brighter than my screen.
I’ve said many times how much I like the moon and the moonlight. But that’s all part of nature. I should be out on a hike at the refuge. In the dark the odors are more distinct. There’s something about the dark that makes my nose more efficient. In my back yard there is the scent from one neighbor’s dryer sheets – most fragrant. On the other side comes the whiff of smoke, cigarettes, and beyond comes the smell of burning paper – no shredder at that house I guess. There are satellite dishes on three corner’s of the roof. Great way to get the news of the world. I am going to let the world go by for tonight.
Naomi Sherer