Simple Pleasures, #7
What’s the simplest thing that can make my heart dance? Something beautiful. Tonight it was the moon. I’m talking total werewolf-style-from-the-movies. Huge, looming, horizon-hugging, pearlescent-silver, full as a dinner plate, perfect lace clouds strewn about. I’m telling you, I think I heard howls on the way home this evening just looking at it. It’s a wonder I didn’t cause any traffic accidents! And from the backseat? Colette: “iss pwetty! Iss pwetty, mama!” Yep. Sho is.
