Not every image is captured.
In this day and age when cameras are at the ready, and in hand, when anything interesting is going on, not recording a moment is rare.
This morning I even thought about interrupting everything to find a camera, Iâ€™m glad I choose not to. Some images in life are meant for the memory of mind. This morning will be one of them for me.
My description wonâ€™t do it the justice that taking a photo might have, but I have no regrets.
This morning, the moon was big and in the trees. It caused a long and strong shadow of everything in its path and I stepped in. I stood in the still and quiet dawn, a bit earlier than I usually do, and today I watched my moon shadow practice. It was delicious and quite beautiful.
I watched Peetâ€™s shadow calmly walk through the quiet action with his tail high, and as I raised my hands over my head, again I thought about stopping, grabbing the camera, and capturing the moment. Instead I filled the gap by staying and moved gently in the moon river.
Iâ€™ll admit creating a few more gaps by singing the Cat Stevens, Moon Shadow song in my head, yet, this morning, I totally enjoyed a practice that started at the moon in the very early dawn, came through the trees in Tunstall Bay, and moved gracefully into my memory bank.