The perfectly round enormous moon rose higher and higher in the September night sky.

Above the leafy maples and lofty pines it evaded the wispy nocturnal clouds.

The earth below was transformed by the moonlight and the landscape morphed into unfamiliar visions.

On its journey across the sky it painted the branches and tree trunks with silver.

Towering shadows of wide dark stripes fell across the ground.

The grasses and foliage it washed with soft grayness.

Waterfalls and rock pathways sparkled in the wake of its light.

Garden colors were silent except for white petunias and phlox that punctuat...


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