Moon-gazing in March under the MoA Eye. This brought me back to the summer nights of my childhood--riding the Ferris Wheel at the fair during a town fiesta. Eating rice cakes under the full moon at the plaza, hoping a certain boy would smile at me.
How many more times you will watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.
~ Paul Bowles
~ Paul Bowles
Linking to Sky-Watch Friday
