one of those moments.

i saw the moon tonight. she looked just like the image in my widget there, a narrow shining line in the sky, almost transparent in her thinness.

below her, the sky shaded from gold to blue in streaks. raspberry clouds spilled out across the sky, skeins dropped and curling.

it was a very painterly scene, but she rode above the daubs of color, a silver silent note.

i stood still, too, there in the parking lot, and watched her.

she is a reminder that prayers will find you, that magic is abundant, and that you are not outside of any of it.

she is a reminder that all we have to do is look up.