Taken from the backyard. There is something awe inspiring (almost haunting) about the moon---once you get past the fact that it's just rock in space reflecting sunlight...
That's not what I see.
I see something ghostly...something ancient...something catching dreams as they leave the atmosphere...collecting them...cooling them...making them real...and then sending them back to Earth...
The moon is a reflector. The clouds are diffusers. The willows are magicians. If you're lucky, when you look up, (at night---always at night,) you'll see all of this, too.
---Richard F. Yates