It’s officially 11.11.11 in New York, and there’s a full moon to boot. I have got full moon fever, unless I’m having a reaction to the shots I just got for my upcoming visit to places with jungles. Whatever the cause of my restlessness, on the dot of midnight I climbed the stairs to the roof to have a peep at the full moon. As luck would have it, there’s been heavy cloud cover all evening…
Cloud-bedecked Manhattan from the rooftops
…and the moon has been tracing eerie outlines through the cloud cover…
Drawing crazy patterns on the clouds
…but for one fleeting moment a tiny crack appeared in the cloud cover, and the full moon broke through.
One small gap in the cloud cover, one giant glimpse of full moon for me.
Hello moon. I can rest easy now, knowing you’re there.
Where's my backpack? 