I awoke early on Sunday morning.
Well, I awake early every morning, but on Sunday morning, I decided that an early walk would be nice. I could see the sun rise.
When I walked out my front door, I turned west first. Above me, still high in the brightening sky, was the almost-full moon. I set out to watch the sun rise, but instead I watched the moon set.
A reminder that every end is a beginning, every beginning an end.
I’m a “moonie” also. Before I go to bed at night, I go outside to say hi and good night to the moon. And when I get up in the morning (early, when it’s still dark) the moon is there for me to say hello and good morning. Your photo is perfect.
Very true