To The Moon Alice: Into The Night

Into The Night

Grandfather Moon summoned all his strength to glow brighter on this last night of his ascent. He had not seen the earth child this season.. The one that wanders and watches his journey each month. Where could she be he wondered.. As much as the earth children had grown accustomed to his monthly visits, he had grown accustomed to theirs and in particular the blonde one, the one who's hair reflected his smile and floated on the wind like the seagulls that danced around her.

Where could she be he wondered.. The full moon season was almost at it's end. He could feel his powers slipping with each nightly ascent. Already his face was losing it's structure.. His hairline had aged and receded quickly this month, there was little time left before his ears would fade into the darkness of the universe then how would he hear the blonde one's wishes.

One last try he promised himself. I will search out her home and rise up above the rooftops  throwing such a glow she will hear the insistent knocking at her window.  So Grandfather Moon changed his course across the night skies.. Moving south he fed upon the rising stars and asked the clouds to assist his journey... But still he could not find the blonde one.. The trees had grown thick with their summer leaves and thwarted his view upon the earth. It was growing late and soon the earth children would prepare for slumber... With a kind and gentle voice he asked the trees to move south with the clouds, to make a path for his journey.. We can't they cried.. We are bound to this earth in the place we were created.. We cannot wander from our birthplace. So the moon made a pact with the trees... and the winter winds would assist the task.

A fierce wind was blown upon the earthbound trees. A wind so fierce, the summer leaves lost their grip and scurried through the night sky to search out a safe haven. Barefaced and rigid, the trees stood stark and still, chilled from the sudden undressing. And there, hidden behind the branches, Grandfather Moon found the blonde one.

Not lost.. but waiting.. 
Hair alit by his brilliant smile

The End
[till next time]

Me Again

Hi Everyone.. My story is by way of apology to the Moon for being so late with my moon post this month. I hope he forgives me!! And the artwork is for all of you.. So you too can make late wishes upon the moon.

Autumn is here in Sydney... Some days summer is hanging on... forgotten to come earlier it is making a last ditch attempt to warm us before the chill of winter sets in.

I hope to get back to regular posting soon. And to all of those who have been emailing and commenting on my whereabouts.. Thanks for thinking of me.. I've been thinking of all of you also and will try and catch up with emails and visits soon.


Moon Over Sea:  Original Photography & Artwork  [copyright beingRuby©]
Location: Amalfi Coast, Italy, August 2011
Grandfather Moon Story:  [copyright beingRuby©]


Coty Farquhar said...

So sorry I haven't popped in for a visit Julie for a while,
I too often think about you and what you're up to. I do love your Moon posts ........ and all your wonderful imagery!!
Sending love from down here, xx Coty

rjerdee said...

Really and truly been missing you, Julie...but I know you to be a free spirit so I figured all was well on the other side of the earth...I see that it is. :)

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

I was just thinking of you dear artist. I have missed you, and the other night when I saw our moon very close to the horizon, in all its yellow and HUGE presence, I thought of you. So good to see your artistry back again. Anita

Ann said...

You, no doubt, are up to artsy, intriguing projects.

It's always a treat for us when you pop in. Autumn is probably my favorite time of the year. Enjoy!

mermaid gallery said...

enjoy the last of summer...I'm sure it is marvelous down in Oz.....where the blonde child wanders and plays.....

It's me said...

Love and greetings from me

Laura @ 52 FLEA said...

Love this ghostly and serene photo. Whenever I view the moon...I think of you dear Julie. Your posts are precious artful gifts...we'll accept them gratefully whenever they come!
Be well.
Laura :)

Carole said...

Happy to see you posting again Julie. I'm sure I speak for all of us that you have been missed.

Renée Finberg said...

you will always be forgiven for a late moon post....
as long a s we get it!!!!


Teresa Hatfield ~ Splendid Sass said...

Hello, friend! I wave missed your posts.
You need to write and illustrate a book, Julie! You are one talented lady. Keep in touch.
Happy Thursday.

the old boathouse said...

Yes you are a slacko......slacko I say, see. Said in best black and white movie mobster voice ha. I miss you....that's all I'm going to say on that! Sending you kisses, loud musical singing, good coffee and sea breezes xxxxxxchow