I'm still here

Last night there was a slice of the full moon showing just above the Mealy Mountains and just below a mass of clouds. The fella and I decided to put Nashville on pause and go take a gander. I grabbed my camera but not my shoes (hey, it's still August) and out we ran. Gone. Nada. Altogether goneness. We came back and settled in on the couch. Long about the time that Scarlet was crying or Juliette was getting married, or something like that, the moon popped up again, but it wasn't orange anymore and it was behind a tree, and well, we didn't run out. It's just a moon. It'll come back.

Do you see where this is going? I'm lazy with available beauty. I'm full of gorgeousness and need not make an effort for it to fall in my eyes. The bears and the bugs are too bad, I'm too tired from work, I have other stuff to do.

I'm heartbroken with my craziness about this. Heartbroken.

I'll get back to it, but not today. Today it is bucketing down. Well there is supposed to be between 15 and 25 mm fall. And I'm at work.

My first year here was absolute heaven. I totally appreciate that and it is not re-doable. I hope I never took it for granted and I hope I realize right now, that this part of my life is precious and unique too. I will never have my first year of getting to know the Innu people again. Nope. Just this one mad swing through life.
Whew. Hold on.