Huge moon as I was rounding the corner and approaching the house last night (in the sky, it wasn't one of my neighbors showing me their keister or anything). Said, "Hi, Jill."
I was sitting in the bleachers watching the boys play baseball with this huge moon hanging over the ridge of the mountain (that's what we call foothills here in Alabama) - and thinking of Noddy. It will be that way the rest of my life I suppose.
