Moon (and ancestor) obsession renewed as October delivers a gazer’s delight

Hunter’s Moon image by Indie Art South.

From the time I was a child, I’ve been obsessed with the moon. My parents and I lived with my grandmother and her brother when I was small, and in those days, security wasn’t a big issue. You could see through the lace panels on my bedroom windows—the windows were a single sheet of glass. I loved to look at the moon on nights when it was visible. I still do. Last night I walked outside and found a view, but it was a view with a twist. Continue reading “Moon (and ancestor) obsession renewed as October delivers a gazer’s delight”