Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Snow Moon

I was driving to Killingworth to the Cluster Council meeting after 6 o'clock and the moon was amazing.

It was huge and yellow and wrapped in clouds.

Someone at the meeting told me it was a 'snow moon'--a phrase I don't think I've heard before.

I was just outside--after 10 p.m. and it isn't yellow any more or nearly as big.

The road I was on--Route 68--goes up and down hills toward Durham. At the top of every rise, there it was, taking up much sky, right in front of me.

I was telling someone about it--or thought I was--until she said, "I usually think of them in mating season."

I was talking about the moon at the top of every hill and she thought I was talking about deer in the road.

Conversations, I've noticed, often take a turn like that--both people thinking they know what the other is talking about but not really.....

Ah, but that moon about 6:30! Amazing.

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