Moonbeams Home in a Jar

Last night I took this snapshot of the moon while I was out walking Penny. When I took it, I figured it would be nothing since the screen looked essentially black. On the walk home I had already completely forgotten I had taken it.  I was just scrolling through my photos this afternoon looking for something to work for today’s blog post.  And bam, there it was, the first one I saw and it actually had depth! I was shocked.  

Is it a masterpiece, heck no.  Does it even accurately portrait the evening sky from last night? That is also a big fat no.  The beautiful crescent moon that I was trying to capture was so bright against the crisp sky, all the camera could captured was a ball of light. Does it somehow speak to me?  That is where I can say yes.  

I love how it has an impressionistic quality.  The a dark and foggy focus, save the detail of the moonbeams bouncing off of the waxy pine needles has a mood. There are hints of a few stars lingering in the sky and the electric pole is sprouting in the corner to make sure I don't forget where I am.  It is detailed in a way that dreams sometimes appear.  You know the ones where everything is familiar to you, but nothing looks as it does in real life?   

So I'm not really sure where I'm going with this blog post.  It is not very eloquent, no particular inspiring thoughts.  This whole writing thing has been a bit of an experiment for me to get out of my own head.  I spend far too much time thinking only about jewelry and the business aspects that go along with it.  I thought that maybe regimenting myself to put something out there every day, regardless of it's worth as a piece of writing, would help me to de-clutter my mind, so to speak.  

I have been very touched that some of you have reached out to me about these little meandering thoughts.  I didn't really think anyone would even read this stuff, never-the-less have any kind of impact.  So thank you for taking the time to peek in on my thoughts each day, and sending an exchange of thoughts!  For those of you who have found some joy in these posts, I will try to keep going!

Please know, I in no way take myself seriously about any of this. I am just playing around with words, hoping to spark a little something in myself.  I'm always looking for a muse, even in the mundane.... like this dark and blurry photo. ;) It makes me smile and think of the song. "Would you like to swing on a star? Carry moonbeams home in a jar.  And be better off than you are..." 

Wishing you moonbeams for your jar. 
Sending (((hugs))) 
xoxo 
Erica