The full moon is rising behind a huge horse chestnut tree. When I first saw it, it was mostly obscured by the tree, but then I started to see sun-colored sparks and sparkles through the tree in random patterns, and I couldn't make sense of that. Then I realized it was the wind, moving the leaves around and letting the moonlight through.
It's like watching coals glowing in a campfire, or a sequinned dress moving over a rippling belly.
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