Here are some photos of this past November’s supermoon. I was sick when I took them & then I forgot about them entirely. But all times are celebrate the moon times as far as I’m concerned. So here they are in February.
The walker always finds solitude, but most especially at night. There is something about walking alone at night. I love it. When you walk at night, you are cocooned in silence. You can be alone, anonymous.
At night, people can’t see you, and you can’t see them. There are no people, and therefore no politeness to people. Politeness is a form of acknowledging you are not alone.
In the dark, we can be easy in ourselves without the expectations of others.You can walk among the houses without walking among them.