One of the things i love to see the most as the sun sets and the night moves in is the moon. It travels around the night sky peeking in at the windows. A new face on every night.
Tonight as I walked along the beach it hung in the sky like a fisherman's hook. Just a sliver. A whisper really.
It made me look for the little boy with his fishing pole, foot dangling off the tip of that moon. It escapes me what movie company uses that image but it's one of my favorites. So beautiful I wish I had a poster of it to hang in my room. Softly, gentley joyous.
Good night moon.