|photo by Dan Bush|
Last night we went outside as a troop of Cuckoos to celebrate the full moon, just a little bit early, because the younger Cuckoos have another engagement. We didn't want to miss out on singing down the moon as is our custom and ritual every full moon.
As we finished up our song to the moon and greeting to a new turn of the wheel. Sweet Man who is usually the very epitome of a man in his early 60's and a bit stoic, proceeded to bring change into our ritual by giving the Cuckoos a view of his full moon.
I haven't been surprised by that old coot in a very long time, but I laughed until my sides hurt. Ry and GK were in shock and awed by his full moon antics. Shelley just said she hoped that the neighbors weren't looking out their windows at the nutz that live at our house.
Smooches and Squoozes,
and they danced by the light of the moon, tee hee