I tried hard to capture a moment for you way up in the sky where the morning moon hung in half against a blue, blue sky.
Careful on icy black top around to the passenger side of my truck - I stepped to where my camera lives in a backpack jammed full of the rest of my life on the run.
I remembered with regret that the main battery was still on the charger. I hoped the back-up one was charged.
It was not.
Here is more. A little bit anyway.
Sometimes pictures fill in where words don’t, or can’t, or won’t.
Sometimes it is the other way round.
This is as close as I could get to you today.
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