Reading by the Light of the Harvest Moon
Okay, that's a lie, but just a little one. I've been a night owl since childhood and have always seen the moon as a comforting companion. It's there when the clouds clear after scary night time storms, letting me breath a sigh of relief. It lights the dark corners of my world that, without it, would be black as pitch, and would certainly otherwise allow the bad things that lurk in the dark do what they want with impunity. It's the talisman we all share. It's our planet's companion, and as the caretakers of this fabulous orb (bad as we are at doing our job), it's ours as well. When looking online for the date for this year's harvest moon, I read through a site's post about it too quickly, moving on after reading "Sept 19th...". Sept 19th started just after midnight of Wed the 18th, and it was at this time that the moon was at its brightest, becoming its fullest around 7am. Missed it...again. When I looked out a window sometime after 2:30...