East of the Sun, West of the Moon

The Beaver Moon, a full moon, on the night of a full lunar eclipse. Clear skies, calm winds. A great night to spend on the beach with a toasty bonfire.

Moonrise over the marsh.

Folks started to drift off one by one as the night wore on. Tom and I stayed with the fire until midnight, when there was nothing left but embers, and the wind – expected to be fierce by the morrow – finally swung around to the north and began to build.

I was amazed by how bright it was. The moon cast deep shadows on the sand, and laid a carpet of glitter across the Bay.

~ postcards from the road

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