When Joan and I returned from the doctor's yesterday evening, the sun had already set and the evening was cold and clear. After arriving back at my house, I walked her out to her car and was fortunate to catch this moonrise over the houses on Church Street. The warm glow of the moon complemented the yellow lights of my neighbor's homes. Whisper thin tree branches reached up as if to caress the moon. It was a gentle moment, a mysterious moment, a moment to see my town in a new light.