“Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree.” ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
I was having trouble thinking of a picture for today when my husband said, “Did you see how bright the moon is?” I wasn’t expecting the picture to turn out too well, but even after cropping the picture I think it looks okay!