Lucky Charms…
The other night, while riding back from Lancaster, I looked up at the moon and realized something for the first time: what I’ve always thought about the moon is entirely wrong. Its shape and its luminance are not decorative elements in the sky, inked and gilded by some celestial illustrator. The moon’s shape is dictated by the Earth’s shadow as we obscure the light from the sun. I’ve never really thought of it that way at all, but for some reason – only then – I saw things the way they really are.