A good night: Friday, work done for the week, four, maybe five days off ahead of me... Paul's reading at our local bookstore went well, attended by friends and family, and then dinner out with friends at a restaurant along the river. As we were walking up to the restaurant, a big flock of geese flew over honking musically, magically, on their way to the lake inland. Lots of laughter, good food, and then as we were driving home in high spirits, we caught a glimpse behind us of the almost-full moon rising huge and orange over Camden Harbor, right alongside the church steeple at the center of town. As if the whole evening were leading up to that moment of breath-taking, otherworldly beauty.
Dinner, drinks with friends.
A rising moon glows orange,
color of my joy.
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