I was driving to Diva Night (more about that later) and caught a HUGE Harvest Moon. The two lane highway was too packed for me to stop at that moment and take a photo so I had to pull off the road and from a junky angle, take the shot. Totally wanted to call my favorite photographer to ask him if he wouldn't mind dropping everything he was doing, you know, like shooting a wedding or feeding the hungry or possibly clothing the naked (can I say that word here?) and take a picture of this awesome-ness of nature . . . but since I basically accosted him yesterday at the supermarket, I thought I'd give him a one day break from hearing my raspy voice. No kidding, since hitting middle age, I think I'm beginning to sound like a tranny. One who smokes at that. A cigarette loving transvestite. Reminds me of Aunty One (pronounced "Oh-Nay") who did our make up when I was in a halau in 4th grade. Aunty One's real name was John and I must say, my Mom did a pretty good job at educating us around the issue while withholding judgment. But I digress . . .Which I'll stop doing now because smokin' trannys deserve their own post.
This photo is one of the reasons I love Hawai'i. I missed getting the whole of the moon (a little inside haha for all the spawn of the eighties), much of it is hiding behind those lush Hawai'i mountains, but hopefully I captured some of its beauty for you to enjoy as well.
2 comments:
You're so funny. I also agree with you about the beautiful sunrises and sunsets, is one of the things I love of Hawaii.
i think your pic is nice. funny thing is mark was taking the kids on surfboard rides and i was trying to get a picture of the same sunset from the beach. smokin trannies do deserve their own post, and it cracks me up that you think you sound like one. you have a great voice.
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