Luna 5/52

I picked the moon because I am a moon child. Being born under the sign of Cancer. I figured it was fitting to pick it. I have always loved the moon. Isn't it funny that something so pretty is dead? A huge rock that has no light of its own? But controls our tides, reflects the light of another star, affects peoples moons, has endless legends about it and poems....I love the moon.
My picture was taken in our front yard, through a tree that is in the corner.

Nothing that is can pause or stay; The moon will wax, the moon will wane, The mist and cloud will turn to rain, The rain to mist and cloud again, Tomorrow be today.

-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Cradling the moon...Steve took this picture of my hand and the moon Saturday night- JJ