By the Light of the Silvery (golden) Moon

Night before last we arrived home in the almost-dark, compliments of the local wrecking truck that came to fetch not only my poor little ancient Ford Escort, but us, as well. 

We had ventured out to get our flu shots at our local Health Department and the poor old car decided to rebel.  The starter got stuck, somewhere between on and off, and we found ourselves stranded in the Health Dept. parking lot.  After a few phone calls, and lovely, caring assistance from the ladies at the clinic, who even drove to the repair shop when it appeared as though the phones were out, and arranged for the rescue, we got the car towed and even finagled a ride back home in a big truck with the car on the truck's bed.   I think they felt sorry for these two old geezers....But...I digress......

When we arrived back home, there was still a cow to be milked...in the --by now--mostly dark.  But, MM long ago had installed wee lights in the milking stall which makes the chore a breeze...but more to the point was the pink-frosting sky and that glorious moon to worship just one more time!  With the snow floor glistening it was practically daylight!  After both of us scurrying about to gather hay for the cows, feed for the calf, and buckets of warm water to thaw the tank for the cows and calf...I happened to look up through those boney fingers of the Black Walnut...and oh, my!  What incredible beauty!  And there was that still-full moon, casting long shadows across the snowy fields...it wasn't quite dark and it wasn't quite light...puffy clouds drifted about the moon's face creating a surrealistic backdrop for Old Man Moon.  Who could want for more!