New Moon Rising

I seem to recently have gone through some transformation that leaves me (in my opinion) far more observant than I have been for a long while. The most recent evidence of this was last night... a very full moon event.

It isn't as if I haven't seen the moon - tons of times. It isn't as if I haven't seen my fair share of full, bright moons. Even with all of that knowledge in my head, I was enamored with the moon last night to the point that I tripped over a planter while walking the dogs with David because I was craning my neck to see the moon rising low over the houses.

Perhaps a heightened sense of observation is my way of responding to being insanely klutzy!