I felt astonished by her beauty. I stood in the cold for many minutes, oblivious to my hands and face becoming red and painful.
This morning, she still graced us with her magical presence even as the sun rose. As I gazed at her, the luminous whiteness of her glow sharp, and the darkness of her halo intensified, and spread out to encompass more of the sky. Being one of the biggest full moons I’d ever seen, she looked close. Like a silver coin stuck in black velvet.
She was in the extreme North-North West of our sky this morning.
Today the word magnanimous rings in my mind over and over.
I am so looking forward to my trip. I leave tomorrow. I feel excitement and wonder. That I would book it on the spur of an impulse, and so such a thing, alone! I feel chuffed. Like I have finally done something just for me- solely because I wanted to- and I feel no guilt or shame or even a hint of that old parental voice of judgement. I feel exalted.
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