After several blue moons appeared in the couple-three years following my divorce, I would say, "I'll get married again if there's a blue moon and it happens to be Tuesday!"
Well, a blue moon came along on a Tuesday, and, yes, it is true, no wedding that day!
There was something very special about this blue moon.
First off, the night before through to the night after, when on the horizon, it was huge with a golden peachy orange aura.
On all three nights, it was extra bright as it rose quickly into the higher sky.
I sat in the darkness, drumming, with other colleagues who were in other places in world, not knowing for sure if they were or not, but expected so since it was also Friday in Oklahoma.
Tree frogs sang loudly. Cats yowled around the neighborhood. Thousands of birds flew northward.
Every little thing rested perfectly in the arms of the moment of this blue moon.
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| Photography by Dick Umble as he sat on the porch waiting for this to come over the trees. 9.1.12 |
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