Friday night was a full moon and the little babe decided that it was a nice night for a ski. So despite having already pulled her around the woods for 2 hours earlier in the day, I donned head lamp and suited up again, this time with her father along to join us. The temp was just below freezing and the sky was cloudy. We started off heading west, but as we turned north we saw the rising full moon glowing yellow above and behind a stack of clouds on our right. It was visible for about 15 minutes and then the clouds hid it from view. After declaring that the moon was glorious, the little babe laid face down on the sled and later told me that she fell asleep. I'm not quite sure if I believe that, though it was a no-nap day and the slush-slush of the skis and sled on snow might have lulled her to sleep for a couple of minutes.
Pictures from our adventure earlier in the day. They're not the best because I was stuck in my ski bindings and blinded by the glare of the sun.
February: The Snow Moon.
"Snow falls all day into the night snuggling the world in downy white. Old Man Moon hides his face behind a curtain of winter's lace."
From When The Moon Is Full: A Lunar Year by Penny Pollock and illustrated by Mary Azarian. A beautiful book in words and pictures.