...sometimes even a single feather is enough to fly. (Robert Maclean)


waning moon on a December morn

Oh how I love when the moon is still visible in the morning!
A little magic leftover from the night before...

Here she is setting at about 7:30am behind some aspens in our back yard. 

Something about trees in general seems joyous to me, and these aspens are no exception. 
It's as if they greet the sky with exaltation, no matter what the weather or time of year. 

I hope to be more like the trees...

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