Friday

I didn't have time to stop this morning

And capture the almost full moon as it set

The atmosphere squishing it into a wobbly orange misshapen thing

Charming.

 

There was no way to grasp the shooting star

Or the buck and doe on some early morning date

They were in and out of my life so quick

 

I could have stopped on the way home

And fiddled until I could show you exactly the perfect line of blue

then pink

Then fat full moon as it rose again

But I was too anxious to see my boys.

 

And it really is impossible to take a photo whilst playing hide and seek in the dark....

 

So this, at the end of this day so long I am almost too tired to remember how content I am

Is all I have to show for it

23/365