There was a stunning full moon tonight. I could not resist getting out the camera. But being photographically challenged, it just came out as a white blob in the night sky. So I added watercolour effects to see what it would look like, and here we go.
All I can think of right now is from T.S. Eliot and I think it originally came from an Australian WWI song:
Oh the moon shone bright on Mrs. Porter
And on her daughter
They wash their feet in soda water.
Does anyone else have a favourite poem about the moon?
1 comment:
How about this:
"When the m-moon shines
over the mountain,
I'll be waiting
by the k-k-k-kitchen door..."
(and old song)
or:
Hey diddle diddle,
The cat and the fiddle
The cow jumped over the Moon...."
tralalala...Moon madness.
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