We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
My husband and I were just outside walking the dog. It is almost 11:30 p.m., so bright from the moon we did'nt need the flashlight. It is a beautiful clear evening here in the pocono mountains of Pennsylvania, we live in the forest and normally it would be much darker. Super moon is almost like a mini-sun.
We were driving east on Rt. 22 in the Bethlehem area yesterday afternoon just as the moon was rising. It appeared very large for a while. It was quite interesting because the apparent size would change depending on the angle of our view.
Traffic was very strange as it got dark and we blamed that on the full, and particularly beautiful moon. People seemed to be paying more attention to the moon than to their driving.
Hogue is a well known name in the Aspen area. I remember Charles and Jessica Hogue. Twins as infants and later in schools. Really a good family. Jessica was the EMT who helped me when I broke my leg. They are good people in a tough place.
Down the Cape walking the dogs at midnight, I, too, almost could have gotten away with no flashlight it was so bright. The path through the woods and the shadows still were scary dark. Well, I guess these two dogs are too far removed from their wolf ancestors to howl at the moon. That would have been fun.