Every now and then...

... there are moments. When these moments happen, all you can do is just let go and wait, wait while the world slows to a beautiful crawl and you're taken away for a little bit. These moments are beautiful, often one of a kind... something that you'll remember for a long time, no matter how small or simple they may seem.

Floodlights in yards flowing through split-rail fences, cutting errie paths on the slowly rolling fog. It's like something out a on old movie, but so much more serene without the music in the background. There's a full moon as well, casting a delightfully pearly glow over all it touches. One of the loveliest things I've seen.

I love full moons, and this one was no exception. It's light danced over the tops of the trees, twinkling off the drops of the early night dew and making all the leaves look like jewels of the most precious kind as the moon trudges slowly along on it's evening walk across the heavens.

There is one thing that comes to mind in this moment, one thing about all others that I wish to do. Take a blanket out to the middle of a field and lay it down as the fog rolls in, and lay on it, staring up at the sky and it's wonders. Watching that effulgent sphere that is the moon, and it's sidekicks the stars as they spin slowly above my head like a chills mobile.

It's just quiet..... no TV, no radio..... all you hear are crickets, the soft hum of traffic in the background.... the smell of burning leaves brings back childhood memories of jumping in piles of leaves, trick or treating with my brothers and parents, sitting on bales of hay as my mom worked in her garden and I made dolls out of grass..... muddy pants and early nights.

The same dew that graces the trees graces me, and brings an end to my perfect little moment. Folding up my blanket I stand and turn my face to the moon, taking in it's cool presence once more before heading back indoors.

There was a moment tonight, one I'll remember for ages. when was the last time you had yours?