Exploring the Stories of the Islands and the Freedoms of Third Age


I See a Full Moon Rising

Family stuff has kept me occupied this week, and there hasn’t been much time for anything else.  Happily always carrying my camera proved it’s worth the trouble again.  Coming home early evening yesterday.  I found the full moon, newly risen, casting a silver path on the ocean.  I used to see this kind of sight often when I lived down the road in Los Abrigos, where my window opened almost directly over the Atlantic.  Often wondered if I stepped out onto that path, where it might lead me.