Monday, January 31, 2011
The hardest part about winter is the dark. Leaving the house in the dark. Returning in the dark.
But at the same time the sky is clear and the moon is bright. Crispy air. No wind. Sleepy dogs. Warm cat.
I was lucky enough to be arriving and leaving at the right times to see the moon at her most beautiful in January. Full and rising above the East Bay hills in the evening, and then again as a new moon very early one morning two weeks later.