Even though the sky was not clear, it sure was bright outside. I love the moon. The beauty of the moon is far beyond my vocabulary. I used not to like the moon because of the horror stories I've heard when I was growing up. But since I got married, I became fascinated by it. My fascination begun when we live down in Valdez. Joel and I drove many times from Fairbanks to Valdez (vice versa) during winter time. It was dark outside but the moon, oh yes, the moon gives light into darkness. We've travelled many miles, miles of miles of nothing but wilderness, but the moon was still up there. It somehow gives me comfort knowing that were not alone. Someone somewhere is looking at that moon at the same time.
I also think that we are like the moon. We have a dark side that we don't let people see it.
I took this picture on my way home from work. It was about 4:51 p.m.