Suburban Moon

 

I took this picture Sunday night when I went outside to put a bag of garbage in the bin. I suppose it has the proper seasonal mood. I really wanted to get a picture of the big full hunter’s moon, but the limitations of the iPhone camera fuzzed the shot when I tried to zoom in. I think the end result of the non-zoom image framed between my house and the hard maple made for a better shot anyway. Or not. Art is in the viewers’ eye.  

If I ever write the great American novel I have decided I am going to call it Suburban Moon. I don’t care if the title matches the story or not. I just like the sound of it. It’s not like titles have ever matched content on the old blog, why should it in other aspects? Anyway, don’t steal my half-thought out title. 

It probably won’t matter if you do steal it. I won’t write the great American novel, and it is even more likely I will forget about the title “Suburban Moon” long before I get the first chapter done even if I tried to write a book. Truth be told, I will forget that title before tomorrow most likely.