Blue Moons and Such

My wife and I took a wonderful evening walk on Jockey's Ridge (the highest sand dune on the east coast of the U.S.) last night.  As we were walking back towards the parking lot I saw the full moon rising.  I had my camera with me, as I always do, so I paused for a few shots.  Unfortunately I had forgotten about the 'blue moon' and did not have a tripod so the pictures are a bit grainy and not as sharp as I would like.

The walk was enjoyable.  It was an excellent evening, even before the rising of the moon.  The evening was topped off with a stop at Kill Devil's Custard, which was a special treat since we rarely eat sweets.  All in all the evening was like a holiday.

This morning I woke thinking about what a wonderful evening it was, but how sad it is that every day isn't lived with such deep appreciation of life.  Why does it take a blue moon or a holiday for us to treasure life?  Isn't every day, every moment, every breath precious enough?  Will I one day come to the end of my life wishing that I had treated every day as a holiday, every moon as a blue moon?

"...we have difficulty remembering that we are alive in the present moment, the only moment there is for us to be alive.  Every breath we take, every step we make, can be filled with peace, joy, and serenity.  We need only to be awake, alive in the present moment."  ~ Thich Nhat Hanh

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