Every Little Thing
Published on January 20, 2011
We were on our way back to the car. The sun was almost set in Sedona and it was getting cold. When all of a sudden Hansel wanted to stop for one last photo–when I noticed the moon peaking out from behind the rocks.
How come I’ve been alive for over 35 years now–
and had never seen the moon do it’s thing?
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