It is the early morning when you are permitted to glance at what has happened overnight as it offers a slight acknowledgement of what is still to come.

   6:17 a.m., just as expected, I was fortunate to see the zenith of Luna’s brightness. There, through the haze (or misplaced stardust), was the most pleasing sight.

   Will wonders never cease?

   Of course, I smiled.

   And I without my camera.

   Before, so many times, I have gazed up into the darkness, and many times I’ve been able to capture the moment. Today, with only a sketchbook, pencils and pastels, I was able to quickly etch out my impression of what this synodic month is all about.

   Every 29.53 days you are given this exact opportunity.

   It’s well worth waking up for.

j.g. lewis