Saturday, August 1, 2009


There is a moment in the day when the moon is swelling towards fullness, when the remains of the day still lighten the sky, when dark and light hang in perfect balance, when aerymice draw patterns in the sky, then moonshadows are softened by the remnants of sunlight. This is the moment when magic will happen.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Ahhhhhh, now thats what I missed.Welcome back.