I lie in bed gazing at the full moon staring back at me through a crescent window high on my bedroom wall. It has been the same for twenty seven years now…my personal time with the dark sky.
In twenty seven years, 324 full moons plus a few extra blue moons. Interesting, yet trivial knowledge from this moon child.
My mind drifts to those few I’ve shared this magic with-most all of them gone from this tiny speck of a planet in an insignificant universe.
“Come here,” I call out to the other room; Romeo comes to watch another moonrise with me.
31 January 2018
We recently completed our most recent trip around the Sun another year encoded in the history book of life
as we know it on this small blue oasis in the milky way in my world the temperate weather had streaks of cold, icy weeks, even snow. Though aches in my old bones, I still managed to have a sparkle in these eyes as the memories of winters past moved through my memory bringing a glow with the remembering…
Last night, a Super Moon shivered in the January sky. I smiled as I watched her glow in the gauzy watercolor night even as I struggled to sleep. Let’s all buckle in for our newest journey into the wide open.
©Nancilynn Saylor 3 January 2018
Silent snowflakes drift
down, blanketing the Sycamore
Christmas lights shimmer.
© Nancilynn Saylor 7 December 2017
Clouds are settling in
Just days past full moon's rising;
5 December 2017
Sky explodes in orange
Cold Thanksgiving morning
In pre-dawn darkness,
thunder rumbles, rains move through.
Northern breezes blow.
22 October 2017
Dappled gray morning sky
Beyond the curtained window
Tufted titmice feed.
© Nancilynn Saylor
20 October 2017
Picture: view from my chair