A bleached disc, pocked and golden,
friend of lovers, harvesters, and sky-watchers,
constant in your silent ascent,
round and round a synchronous path,
you grant the same old singing face.
Tide-puller and terrestrial-tracker,
visible by day and dazzling by night,
second brightest orb in the sky,
you have no light to call your own
except what you are given,
except what you reflect of the noble blazing sun
. . . and thus should I.
A p r o n h e a d -- Lilly Green 
beautiful photos, nice sentiments… ^^ hello, ms. lily! thanks for dropping by. 🙂
Thanks!!
btw, really love the third pic. so serene… 🙂
fourth pic, my bad… :c
Love your prose and pics, Lilly. Always. ~0;-)
Thank you!
Yes, yes! I like your words and your pics, Lilly.
Have a happy St. Patrick’s Day. Cheerz! 🙂 Uncle Tree
Thank you!!
Lovely pictures, I like the top one with the bird in the tree.
It’s my favorite too, especially the way the light fell on the branches.
Fine pictures.
Thanks–missed the low orange harvest moon.
Absolutely wonderful and beautiful!
Many thanks.
Beautiful! Both the pics and your words!
~~thanks!
Did you take those last week? I would say we got the same moon, but it doesn’t matter where or when it IS always the same moon. 😉 I took about 70 shoots that afternoon/evening. Hard to do from a moving car, but if we hadn’t been in the car I wouldn’t have gotten the photos.
Your photos are lovely.
Yeah, but before my accident so I don’t remember the day. Once the dark comes, I don’t have a good enough camera to capture the beauty of a full moon. I’m saving up!