Yes this is the path of the moon over the straits last night. I think its a full moon but everytime I say its a full moon Jeane lets me know the full moon is tomorrow or was yesterday or such. Suffice to say it looks full..but Jeane will fill me in. Jeane where are you..?
There are two cameras at work here. Im sure I had a fifth picture but suddenly cant find it...gadzooks!
I think the time has come again for another fetching out of our favourite poem..or one of our favourites..there are those by Tom right up there..back in a minute...
Yes here we are.....
Dover Beach - by Matthew Arnold
The sea is calm tonight.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand,
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness in.