It's ironic that the light dims out during the night and yet there are so many creatures and beings still needing the light. Some creatures are sensitive in that they shy away when there's too much of it, but just the right amount brings out their majesty.

Tonight the moon shines in full swing. Somehow even the storm clouds have cleared and made way for its light to touch the earth. The nightingale softly chirps a serenade only to be joined by the distant howling of wolves. Fireflies dance along the river banks in a show of lights. Dancing in and out of sight as they hover through the tall tree trunks, their only rival is the moonlight seeping through the spaces between the leaves above them.

And here I am, sitting under a lemon tree. I'm just wishing that the last piece of this picture would fall into place. Come sit with me and I'll give you a story. It's kinda your story, because it starts with how this place is so much more beautiful with you in it.