a snapshot in time

clouds parted on night three, the super moon in view
barely capturing her magnificence, a faded photograph
memories capture moments like these more clearly

~kat

The clouds finally moved on and I went outside to take a quick photo. There was fog hovering low, muting my view of the moon behind the trees.

I could have tried for more photos, but the most important thing is that I did see it. I had been so disappointed a few days ago when the full moon was at peak. Fortunately she maintained her brilliance long enough to give me a glimpse of this once every 17 year Super Moon event.

I may not be here when this moon comes back into view. The memories of seeing that big bright moon in the sky on this night will carry through the rest of my days. and who knows…I just might be around next time.

This sweet life is short. If we’re fortunate enough we may experience 80 or so springs, summers, autumns, and winters. That’s not a lot when you think about it. If the fates are kind we will know love, family, friends, and the myriad emotions that color a lifetime of experiences. A photograph barely captures it. But memories are timeless treasures. I’m happy to have witnessed the super moon of December 2025. It’s been a good night.

Much love, peace, and super moon glimmers to you!

~kat

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I took one more snapshot…full sky view. Is t she a beauty!