La Bella Luna

I share a “joy” post every day on Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter that has evolved over the course of the last year. Initially, I started sharing them during Lent as a way to focus more on what brings me joy less on the hardships and the resulting aftermath that ensued over the last few years of my life. The “joy” posts get some love on Facebook, a little less on IG, and basically none on Twitter—it’s twitter, and I’m not good at self promotion. Just when I think, “I’m going to stop doing the stupid joy posts,” someone comes along—someone that never “likes” or comments, and says, “I just love your joy posts. I read them every day.” So, I keep doing them, and some days they are definitely better than others, but they keep me in a daily writing habit, and that is a good thing.

I normally write these posts in the evening, and proof and post them in the mornings. They’re still full of typos, for which I occasionally apologize and are made up of pictures of what brought me jolts of joy, wonder, or inspiration during the day. I wrote tomorrow’s joy post earlier this evening, and then I took my dog for a walk and was struck by the beauty of the moon.

It was shaped like a banana tonight.

I am most definitely a “sun” person—which is about the only “Leo” thing about me, aside from my voluptuous hair. Almost always, I am up before she rises and I love the feel of her radiating warmth on my skin. But sometimes, on a clear cold night, when I am listening to music and dancing along to keep warm as I walk the dog, I look up, and there is the sun’s little sister—gloriously defiant in her cool beauty. The moon doesn’t care if you love her back…she doesn’t have to…she knows how mesmerizing she is. I took this photo with my phone and it in no way does her justice. She was a “banana moon” tonight—one of my students called her that rather than a “crescent” and I’ve never been able to look at her the same way.

Moonlight through a tree

If you’ve ever wondered what greyhound tracks in the snow look like—this is it. BeBe, my greyhound, loves the snow and sometimes dances in it. Here, she was bounding along, looking for the best place to mark her territory. That’s my shadow…I am not that tall or thin. My hair isn’t the only voluptuous thing about me.

When we arrived home, I checked the mailbox to find that a ring I had ordered from Etsy had arrived. It’s so pretty!! And fits perfectly!! Every ring I try to wear on this finger results in eczema underneath—largely due to the copious amount of hand washing we’re all presently doing (you’d better be). I’m hoping this one is thin and airy enough to avoid that problem. I adore silver jewelry, Celtic stuff, and I’ll admit it…hearts.

So…Wordpress community, you have my dog BeBe the greyhound to thank for this “evening” joy post that I thought would be silly to post on the usual social media outlets. For the past few days, I’ve been signing these posts with a heart and my name. Is it cheesy, yes—but cheese goes well with wine maybe you need a glass and here I’ve gone and set you up perfectly. Even though WordPress is a serious community with real writers, you’re getting an evening joy post today with my adolescent, heart embellished signature. I’m only going to read through it once for typos, which means they will be legion…oh well!

To this, I will only add—share your joy. The world today needs all it can get!