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!
Bramlett Mountain Foothills…First Snow December 2025
morning hush . dawn dressed in winter white morning sounds muted crystalline ice shards tap my bare skin my lungs fill with crisp air layers of snow crunch underfoot full cold moon…first snow
~kat | 4 December 2025
Well…as promised, my disappointment in missing the full cold super moon was assuaged by a beautiful sight this morning! First snowfall of the season. It is all I hoped for. Enjoy the photos. Today’s glimmers. I hope you are safe, well, and warm wherever you are.
a gray day . yet another gray day the clouds fell to earth a misty melding of sky and loam blue glints and golden streams of light breaking through the veil the storm ends night slips into dawn
~kat
Things may seem impossibly dark right now, but remember my friends, all storms eventually pass. We may need to clean up debris and maybe even rebuild what we lost in the aftermath, but the sun and blue sky eventually break through. Just as night gives way to dawn, day moves into dusk; just as summer moves to autumn, to winter, to spring, please hold onto the glimmers that present themselves to you every day. Embrace every facet of this life. The light, the dark and everything in between.
the gray dawn . fog far from opaque seems to illuminate bones of late autumn trees, it feels like heaven as I imagine it enveloped by clouds such as these, muted in cool gray
~kat
This morning the fog was so heavy that it lingered long after sunrise. I was able to take a few photos while on my morning walk. It was a beautiful way to start my day.
I typically think of fog as a driving hazard. But on mornings like this, when I don’t need to travel in it, I was able to pause and take in its beauty. I was particularly keen on how lovely the bare autumn trees look enveloped by the fog. What a beautiful glimmer to start my day. I hope wherever you are you have a moment to take in the beauty that surrounds you.
Much love, peace, and glimmers to you!
~kat
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A Pi Prime ~ 11 Poem ~ syllable count per line following the pattern: 3.1415926535
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