I was fortunate tonight to be able to walk outside about 6:30 pm and see the moon in its giant fullness. The sky was in total darkness except for this gigantic moon. The photo I took with my cellphone doesn’t really show its beauty and size. It truly was a sight to see.
Amy Nieskens of the Old Farmer’s Almanac guide said: “Centuries ago Native Americans kept track of the changing seasons by giving a distinct name to each Full Moon – names we still use today.
“November’s Full Moon was known as the Geese-going Moon, the Frost Moon and perhaps the most well known, the Full Beaver Moon.
“Traditionally this is the time of year that beavers are preparing for winter and also the time to set traps before the swamps froze, to ensure supplies of warm winter furs.”
The power went out this evening all over town. No one seemed to know what caused the widespread outage.
It was near supper time and getting close to sunset. Darkness was slowly coming upon us and hunger was also. The silence was deafening in my home as I’d become accustomed to hearing the sound of the refrigerator, computer and hum of other appliances. Time passed slowly. I wondered how much longer we all would be without the conveniences electricity brings. I tried not to use my phone in order to save the battery since I didn’t know when I’d be able to charge it again. I prayed whatever happened would get repaired soon.
And then, after waiting an hour and a half the lights came back on! What a welcoming sight! It’s amazing how dependent we’ve become on electricity isn’t it?