Smoke Gets In Your Moon: Everyday Magic, Day 127

Last night, we took a moonlight/cloud light walk, and I saw something I’d never seen before: as thin clouds passed over the moon, they started smoking away, as if the moon were a ball of fire and the clouds were simply scared smoke. I know the moon literally didn’t make the clouds do this (although I’m hard-pressed to explain what did), but it was amazing to behold. The clouds were more fluid than I had ever seen them, the moon steady in its slow travel, and the sky around it rushing past like a high-speed river. We stood beneath it all, heads tilted up, WTF-expressions on our faces, dazzled by the quick-changing world at this moment.

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