Still not feeling up to par as I climb out of the worst flu I’ve had in decades, so I’ll regale you with a photographic tour of Sonoma by Moonlight — or at least our little bit of it. As you look at these, imagine you are hearing a deafening chorus of pond frogs and tree frogs. And somewhere behind them are strange snuffles, yowls and growls that could be foxes, or bobcats or, worse yet, Mountain Lions, Big Foot or Chupacabra. Because a few scant miles from Sonoma Square, it gets pretty wild out here. When the sun goes down, it’s dark except for the moon and stars. And critters other than humans start stirring. Even the deer herds on the hill can look pretty scary when the flashlight shines on their glittering eyes.

As the sun first dips behind the hills, everything turns bluish.

As the sun first dips behind the hills, everything turns bluish.

As darkness progresses, the blues turn to deeper jewel tones.

As darkness progresses, the blues turn to deeper jewel tones.

Even the driveway lights cant hold back much of the darkness.

Even the driveway lights can't hold back much of the darkness.

Then the stars start to come out.

Then the stars start to come out.

Even though days are in the seventies, its cool enough to enjoy a good fire at night.

Even though days are in the seventies, it's cool enough to enjoy a good fire at night.

 

Good Night, Moon.

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