Moonlight Magic…


I did something illicit last night.

I went out after dark.

I don’t think I have seen the moon in two months.

My husband and I called it a date.

We dressed up in new workout clothes and I wore a new sports bra.

We parked by the cliffs and listened to the waves break against the shore.

A bunny rabbit hopped by, the full moon lighted the path.

We were hoping to see the ocean lit up with a neon blue glow due to the dense bloom of bioluminescent algae off the coast.

Alas, no glow, but is was still bewitching and enticing to be out at nighttime.


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