Fireworks-Day 19
It’s a howl-at-the-moon moment.
The sky is a black bowl with specks so shimmery; they remind me of a 1960s telescope box. Set your sights on the stars. Celestial Model No. 631. The moon’s sliver peeks through the arms of a spruce. My daughter tosses a pine cone into the campfire, and sparks link us to the astral blaze above.
Posted on August 19, 2012, in Joined at the Heart, Writers Write and tagged #BlogFlash2012, campfire, family, howl-at-the-moon, Sparks Fly. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
What a lovely post – and what a great photo! Thank you so much for sharing!
Thank you.
“It’s a howl-at-the-moon moment.”
Awesome
Thanks!