Last night, I dreamed I was out on a date with an old high school flame to some ritzy restaurant in a posh neighborhood with its own personal theatre district. The food and service was amazing until that point where we got the bill and had to wait a painfully long time before we could get the attention of the waitress who had attended to us.
For those of you who measure and celebrate such things, Happy New Moon on a Spring Solstice!
Of course, in Minnesota we have a bit more monochrome to our current scenery (shade of grey), so I’ll leave you with something a little more exciting for the rods and cones (new moon pictures tend to be somewhat on the monochromatic side as well, LOL).
[Edit: Wow, I should probably go to bed when I start confusing Equinoxes and Solstices. Too many days at work. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.]
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