Seward, Alaska
While diligently working away at my computer, I casually glanced out the window and saw an enormous, coppery-colored ¾ moon rising far to the south over Resurrection Bay. Abandoning all, I grabbed my camera and keys and dashed to the unobstructed view from shore.
In just those few minutes, the moon had launched off her mountain peak perch and floated above the slumbering ridges. She was an unbelievably gorgeous and mysterious alien orb. Moonlight flickered in the calm bay, following her path like a devotee.
A tiny light far down the bay marked a fishing boat chugging to port after many days working at sea. The massive moon sailed passively along behind, unconcerned about the boatload of humans eager to get home, me admiring her with awe, or the billions of other Earthlings busy with their challenges and triumphs.
An otherwise insignificant cloud randomly parked above the splendid moon swallowed her up, bit by bit as she rose imperiously into the sky, until there was nothing more to see.
Burp!
Happy Birding!
Carol Griswold
Seward Sporadic Bird Report Reporter
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