Goodnight. Moon.

There's something magical about a full moon,

and the feel of a summer night in the middle of March.

(and by magical: I mean wonderful).

Today I got off at 5pm, which is very unusual for a Saturday.

I drove home with all of the windows and the sunroof open.

Met Ryan for dinner before we went to see Rango.

I came home to Gracie sitting at the front door waiting for me.

We went outside.

I took these pictures.

It.Was.A.Great.Great.Great.Day.

Hummed Brooke Fraser and William Fitzsimmon's, "You Can Close Your Eyes"...

Imagined how my view from the hammock was a

picture capturing the feeling conveyed in the song below,

as I wished on stars and I gazed at the

majesty of a moon so full, so bright, and a night so warm.

delicate.intimate.divine.peaceful.still.

It's a Great.Great.Great. L I F E.

"well the sun is surely sinking down

but the moon is slowly rising

and this old world must still be spinning 'round

but i still love you...

so close your eyes

you can close your eyes its alright...

it won't be long before another day

we're gonna have a good time

no one's gonna take that time away

you can stay as long as you like...

so close your eyes- you can close your eyes, it's alright..."