Friday walk (under a waning gibbous moon...)

The moon was beautiful this morning - high in the sky. Fingers of thin fluffy clouds reached out towards it. Just a few days past full, the moon stayed with us for the entire walk. There was no hiding in the clouds or trees, no falling below the horizon.

DH and I had a lovely and calm conversation - catching up on the children, respective work projects, weekend plans, and other things.

As we turned dogs (none too happy about it) away from the park we heard (did we?) the first morning bird  song.  This early bird struggled to sing over the noise of the 6:00 a.m. train as it chugging along, blasting a warning at the four crossings in our part of town.  Added to the sudden chaotic noise was the clanking and banging of the trash truck emptying dumpsters (yeah, the clumsy metal type, not our soft and silent new containers).

DH turned to me and said, "Glad we're not trying to have a conversation."

We both laughed and walked on past the newly thrown newspapers, the tuxedo cat* resting on a neighbor's front steps, and the school buses beginning their morning parade.

 My sweet boy loaned me his cell phone for a few snaps of the moon....

I didn't realize I caught the neighbor's house in the lower corner. The moon appears full, but it is 5 days past.

This oak framed the moon beautifully.

NOTES:

* http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bicolor_cat