on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
Last night, against all better judgement we took a night walk. Leaving our house about 8:30, we hiked up our road into the fog. Being late seemed to add to the delight of the children - there was an extra element of wonder. The woods off to our side became more mysterious like a scene from A Bridge to Terabithia. The snails and slugs picked up along the way seemed larger. The river was flowing fast and loud. The frogs were raucous. We made our way home at 9:30feeling refreshed and ready for a good book and bed.
Sometimes you just have to bend those rules.
We discovered that our little sandy beach that we bonfired on a few weeks back had been flooded. The snow melting and the last two days of rain has really brought the river up. The water had come up over ten feet and used to be out past the tree on the right.
Taking our time and exploring our world. (Keep in mind this is what the sky looks like at 9pm- no wonder we're not in bed.)
A good spot to enjoy nature.
My little one (the usual non-sleeper) said, "The moon is out-it's beddy time". And so it was.