Recently, I was walking outside under a full moon. It was spectacular. It was brilliant. It cast shadows. It begged to be noticed, and it was.
I began to think about the moon. It is always there, but not always visible. There are times when just a sliver shows. There are times when it appears to be misshapen. It knows many different phases from new to full and back again.
When the moon is unobstructed and in direct line with the sun, it shines fully and brightly. What we see, however, ...
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