The moon yesterday! A barely visible sliver in the bright equinox sky as I walked home from work, a scrap of sharp whiteness as I went into dance class, a warm golden blade cradling the rest of itself when I left dance class, and by the time I got home it hung huge and low, still golden, sliding into the gathering mist behind the silhouettes of still-leafless trees.
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