I hang on to everything way too tight. I worry about it, wonder about it, instead of just enjoying it, letting it go, and seeing what wonderful thing comes next. You'd think that I would have learned that by now, but no. I'm trying.
Last night, when we were watching a bit of TV, I happened to look outside and notice a harvest moon peeking its way over the the trees.
You know you want to listen to Neil Young's Harvest Moon now, don't you?
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I HATE Neil Young. But it makes me happy that we were looking at the same moon last night! That's just what it looked like here. Maybe we're not so far apart...
Really wonderful picture of the moon...
You know, it seems to me that with all of the years of trying to "know how to" or "know better than"....we would figure it out eventually and just automatically react in a way that is good for us.
I know that I'm not the only one in the big wide world made the way that I am, but don't you feel like you are sometimes?
I suppose that these weaknesses remain in order for us to cling to our Tender Creator :)
Absolutely gorgeous photos. We could not see the moon at our house...it's been too dreary, full of fog and clouds in our neck of the woods {sigh}.
Thank you for sharing it with me.
Hi Shabby,
I haven't been in this part of my world in quite a while, and it was nice to have gotten your little note from last month.
I posted a quote on my FB page today and my follow-up comment was basically : "I am who I am, like it or not... Amen."
We are all eclectic creatures living under this beautiful Harvest Moon, and we must accept each other for what we offer the world ... be that a smile, a radiant warmth or a difference.
I have never followed the norm; it's who I am destined to be: different!
Looking forward to getting back in touch with myself and my blogger friends.
Hugs, as always ~ Lisa
wow....beatiful;)
Wow! Knock-out shots.
That is a very impressive shot of the moon. Nicely done!
Janice! How is it that I didn't know that about you??? Ha! What did he do to make you HATE him? Yes, he was horribly overplayed, back in the day...but Harvest Moon???
Dawn Treader, I so wish you could have seen what happened after that shot, but I just don't have the photographic knowledge to show you!!!
Heather, how did you get so smart being a young woman? But I'm glad you did!
Proud Mom, so glad you're back. Right on, sister!
Steven, so glad you liked it! We have such amazing evenings here!
Tricia, that mountain just enthralls me. It changes throughout the day and night. The moon is in the opposite direction. Always something to see.
Barry, don't you just love a harvest moon? Just one of God's gifts. "Okay, the full moon is good but..."
Shabbygirl...you have outdone yourself! I almost ache when I see these beautiful mountains while I am landlocked into Midwest cornfields. I love the pictures.
Dan
I so wish I was there. You make my heart ache to see such beauty in person. Thanks!
It took me many years to let things go. But when I did the rewards were great. I hope you succeed.
The photos are beautiful. In fact they are more than that but how to explain I do not know.
These are just beautiful!
Dan, we do love our mountains! Even here, it's almost not close enough!
Kelly, come on over!
GB, some days I think I have it, then a few days or weeks later, I don't. I'm thinking I need to simplify my life before I can really expect it to happen. I'm workin' on it.
Ms. Jen, thank you!
"Kelly, come on over!" sounds like the title for a song!
A country/western song! Come on, help me here...
I was sittin' on the barstool,
late one afternoon,
thankin' bout the way you left,
the way I ________!
Come on Kelly, you're good at this stuff!!!!
Or...
I was sittin' on the barstool,
late one afternoon,
thankin' bout the things we said,
Under neath the moon.
They seem so long ago now,
That moon capture is gorgeous.
Beautiful pictures. Came over from Char.
"One day I just stopped telling myself all the things I've been telling myself, and I stopped needing to know all the things I've been needing to know...and I just actually started paying attention to things as they seemed to be, in their own voices." - David Whyte
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