On the eve of Christmas Eve

I saw the moon in the clear sky as Bear and I walked through the woods on our last daylight outing.

I stepped out a bit after to look again and take a photo.

It is a bit of an uncomfortable Christmas…Newtown on my mind…a local family whose 17 year old daugher succumbed to cancer 2 weeks ago, my own house a bit not quite normal. All bring to mind many in the world that face a first Christmas without someone loved.

I looked at the moon tonight and remembered those I love that are not with me this Christmas. I lift up those that face a first Christmas without someone and pray for some peace in their sorrow.

I am grateful for this day with Bear and Bob, for my folks, for my dear friends…on the eve of Christmas Eve, I am glad for this night.

October First: a colorful morning

Weather changes are forecast and even started.

The first week of September was cool, but the last three felt more like late Summer than early Fall.

Today, the transition is to continue and by Tuesday our mid-70’s temperatures are forcast to be 15-20 degrees cooler with hopefully a bit of rain.

Last night, the wind started.

Sunrise hit morning clouds.

I wandered through the woods with Bear on our morning outing.

The just past full moon was still high to the west.

A colorful morning.

Moonlight tortillas

I am a morning person.

With the exception of the few times – as in I don’t need all 10 fingers to count – I’ve needed to catch the dark-o-clock flight out of Glacier Park International Airport, I haven’t used an alarm for morning wake up in over 18 years.

I am up with the chickens and neighborhood rooster in the morning and typically in bed and asleep before 9:30 at night.

But tonight, I was making tortillas at 8:00.

The last tortilla went in the skillet at 8:20.

There are a dozen tortillas in those towells. Eleven will make it into the frig and freezer. I always eat one hot tortilla, fresh from the skillet. Tonight it was wrapped around Black Forest Ham and enjoyed as I prepared this post and remembered the making.

I rolled tortillas, watching the one in the skillet, flipping/removing to the warm towells…with the kitchen windows open and the cool night air wafting in. Such an unusual time for me and such an unusual experience of light, of dark, of air and sound.

When that last tortilla was done, I took the rolling cloth outside for a shake-off…

…and saw the moon.

The second full moon of August

Slightly more than 1 hour before the moon reached its fullest, Bear and I went down the road home in the Jeep to watch that nearly full moon set over a just cut wheat field. It was 45F: cool, clear and beautiful.

I was almost 14 when Neil Armstrong first walked on the moon and today his life is to be remembered. When the moon is full and large on the horizon, it seems further away and harder to get to than when small and high in the sky. It was an incredible time when man walked on the moon and what an adventure – even for me, watching safely from earth. To see not only the moon, but the photos of earth from the moon: a different perspective.

The last day of August 2012: the second full moon. Happy Friday!