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As we drove home from an evening of dancing to Stop the Clock Cowboy Jazz and eating at Pop’s Poboys, we watched the fullest moon we’ve ever seen move without movement in and out of clouds, clouds like spider webs.
The moon doesn’t know a storm is coming, or maybe it just doesn’t care, playing peek-a-boo
with a big smile on its face.
Don’t listen to the news. They will stand in the windiest spot, let rain hammer down, and pretend the world is ending.
Look at the sky and decide for yourself.
Reflections on the Teche 
Your words flow and speak to me. My husband and I sat outside and observed the same moon. I love knowing no matter where you are we are all looking at the same bright moon.
Oh, Maria, I wish I had put that concept in as well. Thanks!
Oh, I love this. I showed Jack that enormous moon this morning! And your last line – much needed in a today’s world.
Move without movement… that phrase invites such strong visualization. Thanks for your words today. Be calm and wait… great thought.
Well chosen words to accompany an unforgettable scene. I wonder, when the moon looks down at us, what does it see?
Don’t listen to the news? Really? In these times, when so many can’t dance the night away?
I can hardly stand to turn it on anymore. I was really referring to the overdramatizing of hurricane threats. Looks like this latest will pass us by.
Breath-taking picture, Margaret! And no truer words, my friend. I will choose to look at the sky 🙂
Truth. Truth. Truth. I am tired of the news. Let’s report something good for once. On a different note — my mom & I were driving home from leaving Papa Ed at the nursing home on Thursday night and were both taken back by the beauty of the moon. It was just perfect!
Nature can help us see what’s really important. Blessings to you. I know it’s been a tough week.
What a fabulous picture and beautiful thought. Thanks for the reminder to look at the sky. The news is generally not nearly as uplifting.
Yes, they have been saying rain all week and we keep asking why is the rain gauge empty again?
Really, really gorgeous, Margaret!