Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Beautiful Moonrise

Not a breath of air stirs the water. A fish starts a ripple, as it snatches a bug off the surface, which glistens from the anchor lights on the sailboats, as they rest for the night. An occasional laugh, or giggle penetrates the humid air from the candle lit cockpits of these graceful ships. Slowly over the tall pines, a full moon rises to join the celebration, it's light leaving a trail on the water. The glowing sphere is surrounded by the lights from the masts, twinkling like so many stars.

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