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Photo by Hugo Carbajal. Taken last night on his rooftop where it was oh so cold.
That's the thought that would come to my mind every time I took a moment to gaze up at the super moon this past weekend. And not super as in awesome, but that's what astronomers were calling it since it was the biggest and brightest full moon of the year.
Saturday was the brightest of the two moons this weekend. I stepped out onto the sidewalk outside my place to get a look at it. But I didn't spend lots of time in my pajamas staring up at the moon. But I did go out there twice to admire it.
It's easy to see why it inspires poetry.
I made a point Sunday to see the moon again. This time I went over to someone's house who had a rooftop. Though, Sunday it was terribly cold up on that rooftop and we were only up there for couple of minutes taking pictures.
I remember standing in my backyard as a girl watching a lunar eclipse with my dad. Bare feet? I think so, because I always remember the feel of the blades of St. Augustine grass wet with moisture.
On my way home, on the street I looked up again. And a final time when I got to my block.
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