As the blood Hunter Super Moon began to rise. Its red-orange glow reflected on the Chesapeake bay. I was not the only one watching the moon rise. A heron, standing proud on the sandy shore gazed on as well. Warmed by the moon glow was he. While I […]
“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls. ” ― George Carlin
Rising over the Magothy River, strong and bright. Illuminating the night. Warming the boats and bay with its glistening light.
“The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon […]