"Wow!" was really all I could say as I stood and watched the moon rise up over the cornfields. It was one of those moments when it felt as if everything was just as it was supposed to be. For a brief period, as that big golden ball rose up from the tassels over the apple tree, lighting the sky to a soft glow, all was right. All was still. I didn't hear the crickets chirping, the birds tweeting, the neighborhood dog barking...no traffic. The only sound was the stir of the cornstalks dancing in the breeze. "Wow!"
This looks like a postcard! So professional! So pretty!
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