Didja see the moon?

See, what happened last night, is that Australia sashayed right between the moon and the sun, and all of us on the dark side of the earth got to watch the shadow slowly embraceing, then releasing our big bright neighbor. I've been watching ballroom dance championships on TV, and this looked like a sustained rhumba move. Slow and sexy. And wonder of wonders, it was clear here in the valley, and we were able to watch the whole thing!! Wowser!! I'm sure other people got awesome photos. My little point and shoot just doesn't have the chops for celestial phenomena.

The BlueMoon BlueBoo sweater is using up that gray Cascade a lot faster than I expected, so I toddled off to the LYS today to get some more, and because some airhead was blocking the driveway while she chatted on her cell phone and rummaged in her purse, I wound up taking the back route out of the parking lot. Isn't it wonderful when something annoying turns out good? I drove home on different streets and found this house. I know there are homeowner's associations that would never consent to these colors, let alone permit them to be so flagrantly combined. And wouldn't that just be a crying shame? This is a song of joy in the neighborhood. Yay for yellow houses!!