It isn't exactly love that makes the world go around, it is Hope.
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Mayfull Moon started out as one of my many typos...the Mayfull Moon, surely mayfull must be a word, but no, it isn't. So here I sit looking out the window at the May Full Moon. Wanting to say that the Full Flower Moon and the Full Milk Moon sing of hopefulness. The word "may" means possible, can, permitted to....so Mayfull Moon means filled with promise, filled with hope. Yes, I like that even though, or may-be because I made it up. As I watched the nearly full moon rise high in the late day sky and think about the never ending winter, the trees trying to leaf out and the flowers trying to bloom, and the humming birds, bossy little creatures in perpetual motion.
at May 13, 2014
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