Selenophile: One who loves the moon. People who love the moon and find joy and peace of mind when looking at it.
Last night I decided to go and check out the moonrise.
Just before I walked out the door, we got a phone call. The caller ID said it was hubby's daughter so I handed him the phone. It was our Grandson Dennis.
Dennis had mentioned in April that he'd like to drive to our place and spend a couple of days with us around July 4th.
I hadn't thought much more about it since he hadn't confirmed his plans. But there he was on the phone asking to come.
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Back to the moon ---
I decided to drive out to the area where I wanted to see the moonrise.
It isn't very far, I could have walked, but I wanted to get there and then just get back home.
While still in the car I saw this --->
I saw a herd of about 15 does with fawns in another section of the soybean field that ran once I got out of the car.
I walked out through the stunted crops to where I knew the moon would rise. I was a bit disappointed to see a cloud bank to the east and no moon.
I decided to just stand there and wait. After all, it was pleasant out and peaceful. I was the only human in the area for at least a mile radius. I can be very patient sometimes.
I nearly gave up, and then I saw just a hint of color in the sky.
Patience! Wait...wait!
Gasp! It changed color to a brilliant pink! As the skies darkened ...
was stunned once more.
Tonight the moon should be a super moon called the Buck Moon.
If Dennis is up to it, I'll be taking him to a bluff to watch the moon come up directly in front of us. Crossed fingers!