As a child, I fell head over heels in love with the moon. I’ve yet to recover.
Last night, as I stood outside in the cold air, neck craned so I could see
the fullness of her beauty, I whispered: Do you love me as much as I love you?
She whispered back through the trees: Yes, that much and more.
~cct
Photos taken by me, January 30, 2018, North Carolina. Looking up. Always looking up.
Giving Voice to My Astonishment 
This is just beautiful.
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Thank you, friend.
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This is beautiful.Those pictures are frame worthy.Love you dear friend as much as the moon does.
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Thank you, LA. Love you back! 😘
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Everything, how beautiful!
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Thank you!
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That second shot took my breath away for a sec! Wow!
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Thanks! I’m so glad to hear that:) and glad you stopped by!
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Beautiful, beautiful!! I’m a moon girl too 🙂 I was enjoying watching her coming closer and growing fuller then the tropical storm hit and she is hidden from my sight – but the persistent , yet oddly gentle, rain is most welcome.
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Of course you are! 🌕I’m glad it’s a gentle rain. I’m a rain lover, too.
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Yes, I should have known that 🙂 We enjoyed our walk in it this morning!
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Of course she does. 🙂
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Oh, thank you, Writegardener! And I know she loves you, too! I Just realized I am not getting email notifications for your blog posts. I’m not sure if something got crossed in the net, so I’ll have to figure out what’s up. If my tinkering causes further disconnection—it’s by accident! I’ll find you, though:) 🌸
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Gorgeous post. Gorgeous images.
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Thank you, Jennifer.
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