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j: We had friends over last night for homemade pizza and margaritas (our nod to Cinco De Mayo), and I was excited, all sort of Linus-in-the-pumpkin patch, waiting for the super moon to rise. I kept sneaking out of the house to look for the moon. At some point I realized that a portion of the sky was glowing, but all the houses were in my way and I couldn’t see the moon itself. So I ran inside and told everyone to follow me to the end of our street, where the moon was waiting for us, as big and bright and beautiful as promised. I howled, and because I was there with my pack, they all howled back, and I knew I was way luckier than Linus.
I confess I didn’t take this picture, Chad did, with his tripod and his over-sized patience. (I did thank him profusely.)
Did you find a place to look up?
Someday once again…
jb: For ages, my son-the-train-fanatic, has heard “we’ll take you to the train museum someday”. At last, someday came today. The museum is in far away old town Sacramento, and since we were there for other reasons, today became someday. It’s a pretty cool place, two stories of real (not model) trains from all throughout history. (Yes, they even had trains on the 2nd floor – crazy!) But, as I suspected, the millions of “DO NOT TOUCH” signs in the place did make the fun wear off more quickly for him, even though he’s a good sport. However, they were smart enough to include toy train tables at the end of the museum — a full-on, “PLEASE TOUCH” zone to reward the kids for all their not touching. And even though my guy has “graduated” from Thomas trains to Lego trains, the lure was understandably irresistible to him. Which led to my favorite photos of the day, my not-so-little guy thoroughly enjoying playing with Thomas trains again.
Beautiful shot! I looked for the super moon – excited to share it with you, even if we were in different pumpkin patches. But by the time it was visible from my place, it was just a regular moon; nothing to howl about. Now I know how Linus feels. Glad you got to see the real deal. Someday, I want to howl at the moon with you, though, ss!
Thank you, even though I didn’t take the shot. I can say that I’m the one that got him interested in taking the picture because I was doing it stupidly without timing or anything and he couldn’t stand it so while I started reading my book, Chad took more pictures. (Clever, aren’t I?)
I didn’t get to see it at it’s super biggest either, because I couldn’t see it on the horizon… too many houses. But it was bigger than usual and BRIGHT. Super beautiful, glowy, bright.
And yes, “my pack” wasn’t complete without you, for sure.
I LOVE your picture. It’s perfect. Even, somehow, the shot itself conveys his being older and getting to reach back. VERY cool. (I visited that museum a long time ago, maybe even the year it was built, though if you tell me it was built in 1959, we know I’m lying.)