Full Moon Arrives With Friends... Happy Autumnal Equinox!

Jupiter will be making its closest approach to Earth Monday night since 1951, and for about the next four months the giant planet will be teamed up with a distant relative: Uranus.  The fun part is that they'll be all lined up in a row.  I'm mixing my star-gazing and moon-bathing with that phenomenal full moon tonight.  I have a few Moonflowers left and am just seeing the Sphinx Moths coming to drink from them.  A few leaves are changing to yellow or brown, but not many.  It's been dry for the whole month and my grass is crunchy and dry.  We need a few days of long, slow showers.......

A photo of my Moon playing in the leaves of my Water Oak.  The Moonlady gets shy sometimes.

Pearl in Black Velvet

By: Marion

For September Full Moon
Shining in my picture window,
mistress of the night---
Full of ethereal mystery
and pearlescent, ambient light.

My life’s one devoted
and constant, dutiful love,
a beautiful, blameless being,
my soul’s not worthy of.

Others were never faithful,
their hearts---seldom true,
but every month, throughout my life
your presence leads me through.

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Another delicate, luminous Moonflower from last night, fully opened.  I can't resist their delicate blooms... I found this poem below by a new poet and I share it here.  Happy sky gazing!  Love & Blessings----

MOONFLOWERS
by Karma Larsen

For Milly Sorensen, January 16, 1922 - February 19, 2004

It was the moonflowers that surprised us.
Early summer we noticed the soft gray foliage.
She asked for seedpods every year but I never saw them in her garden.
Never knew what she did with them.
Exotic and tropical, not like her other flowers.
I expected her to throw them in the pasture maybe,
a gift to the coyotes. Huge, platterlike white flowers
shining in the night to soften their plaintive howling.
A sound I love; a reminder, even on the darkest night,
that manicured lawns don't surround me.

Midsummer they shot up, filled the small place by the back door,
sprawled over sidewalks, refused to be ignored.
Gaudy and awkward by day,
by night they were huge, soft, luminous.
Only this year, this year of her death
did they break free of their huge, prickly husks
and brighten the darkness she left.

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October's Party

October gave a party;

The leaves by hundreds came -
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.

The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.


~George Cooper, "October's Party"

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