JMJ.
Every night I do the same things--I give our boy Tully (the ferret) his medication, I put him in a carry-sack around my neck, and then he and I walk Linus. Linus gets to smell other dogs and water the trees, Tully gets a ride and the smell of the outdoors in his nose, and I get a little exercise. At midnight it's a peaceful and serene time.
It's been cloudy here in Berea the last few nights and generally rainy, too. Imagine my surprise when I exited the garage and was met with a comparatively well-lit neighborhood. I had completely forgotten the imminence of a full moon! There she was, hanging brightly above the branches of a nearby maple. The moon was so bright that the night was a supernal indigo. Like a lens will focus and burn a hole in a piece of paper during the day, the majesty of our Blessed Mother seemed to have burnt a huge hole in the very fabric of the sky.
From where She might be seated next to Her Son, She had focused and reflected His Divine Light upon a hushed world. Wow!
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