It captured my breath as soon as Sophie and I left the apartment for our walk tonight — the brilliant moon gently blanketed with wispy clouds. I was compelled to capture this moon because I have hundreds of images of the blank moon in the naked sky. This scene presented a different image, a different perspective.
I cut our walk short, hustled Sophie back inside, grabbed the tripod from the back of my car, got the camera, changed lenses, and rushed outside to get the priceless shot.
The clouds were gone, leaving the glowing blue moon in charge of the dark sky. I didn’t get the shot.
I got to thinking that sometimes feelings are like those fleeting clouds. I can feel wonderfully joyous one moment, and then, without warning, an event, a word, or a thought whisks the feeling aside. On the other hand, the cloudy sad feeling disperses with a kind word or a gentle smile.
Oh, by the way, it’s a Blue Moon tonight, the last one until July, 2015. (A Blue Moon is the second full moon in same month.)