
On Monday evening after work, I came home and jumped right into the painting business. Well, okay, that's not entirely true. Now that I have a phone and an answering machine, there were messages to listen to, as well.
Now, Comcast may have referred to this as a new number...but they didn't mean mint. In this case, I appear to have gotten the telephone number of someone named Josh, who ran up a great bit of credit card debt with Capital One, contacted credit counselors about consolidating that debt and also pre-ordered the new Star Wars video game (which is now available) before abandoning the number for me to inherit.
But somewhere in there was also a message for me from my pal, Bethy, who it turned out has a double mattress and box spring in good shape she wants to pass along to me. So we phone tagged a little about the plans to get that to happen...and then I went off to do some painting.
In this case, I was daubing a bit of gold leaf onto the bedroom walls with a sponge, to get a little sparkle going on. The stuff really reeks, though, so even though the windows were open, I was happy to be finishing that just about the time of sunset, and so I made my way off to First Encounter to see the evening's show.

'Xander and I met last week for the first time, and at that time, I happened to have dog treats in my pockets as I was fresh from a visit to the bank...so he gave me the once over and, while disappointed that I was not similarly prepared to see him this week, was still relatively happy to see me.
Randy and I had a chance to visit a little more than during our brief crossing of paths last week, just before everything changed...and so we had much to chat about...and a beautiful sunset and moonrise to enjoy as Alexander explored the dunes and the shoreline for the stinky things that dogs enjoy.

Oh, what a beautiful time September is.

Two out of three years, the Harvest Moon is a September phenomena, but the other year it occurs in October.
They named it that since it appears to rise at a similar time for a few nights, only 20 minutes later than the night before, instead of the usual 50 minutes, giving farmers a little more time to spend in the fields at the harvest.
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I have to say, Greg, I'm sorta relieved you don't walk around ALL the time with dog treats in your pocket. Now THAT would be funny. :)
Apparently, though, most dogs work on the assumption that I do indeed have a big pocket full of treats...when in truth, I'm usually just happy to see them.
wokka wokka wokka...
Fabulous photos as always!
Those are lovely evening shots.
I love that first shot particularly! it is gorgeous!
I also like the shot of the dog in motion. My mom has a picture of my brother that looks a little bit like this. Less fur, though. My brother was always in motion when he was a little kid. That dog is HUGE!! Glad he's a friendly sort, or you could be in trouble.
What's wrong with carrying dog treats in your pocket? I think it's generally a good idea.
Ahhhh all these moon shots make me want to howl at it a bit...
(And the picture of the hyper-kinetic Alexander is really cool!)
With all the changes and moving, etc., it's nice to know you can always take the moon with you.
Beautiful sunsets, beautiful dog, beautiful Harvest Moon.
Greg it is all amazing, the photos and the dog too! What a gorgeous dog.
xo
So that's where the name comes from! I figured it had something to do with harvesting, but its reason was unknown. I can't tell you how beautiful that photo is of the evening sky with the light by the horizon! Who knew that such a simplistic capture could be so great?!
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