Nature Observation 2

     I have always loved the moon. I find it holds an interesting place in the night sky. When I was a child it used to feel me with wonder and also small. I remember thinking "How could I be so small, and how that be so big?" However, last night I saw a moon that did not make think on my insignificance but rather how perfect and beautiful its own nature was. It was early in the evening, around 9:30, and then moon was still low. It seemed to be hovering in some mythic place between the earth and sky. It was not quite a full moon but it was mostly visible, I believe this is called gibbous. And as it sat up there, nearer heaven, I could feel it looking down on me with its dozens of eyes. Most people would call them craters, but to me they seem to be staring, each one more round and  intense than the last. Some were dark and others were light and some seemed to change shade as I stared at that glorious face. But the most amazing thing that night, the thing that caught my eye, was the color of the moon. It was not its usual pale, white glow that is so common and sterile. No, this moon glowed with an amber-yellow luminescence that reminded me of honeycomb. It was warm and inviting and made the night sky seem mythic and old.   And then, as if to preserve its beauty and innocence, the moon disappeared behind a cloud and only to emerged several minutes later, higher up and back to its pale, white familiarity.