The Wonder of Evening

After peering out the window, we knew we had to leave and leave now. The plans for the evening would be altered because of our hasty leaving.

The hour hung between darkness and light. We trudged through the ice and snow holding hands. The big yellow moon loomed over our left shoulders and hung like a helium balloon just over the Porcupine Islands. Our arms kept rhythm with our legs as we walked faster, but now and again we paused to witness this magnificent huge yellow moon.  Alone. Hand in hand while leaving behind everything. It would wait.