full moon over my house

Last night, I left work early because I've been fighting off the crud (Is this a Southern word? I learned it here.)

As I got out of my car and turned toward the house, the most beautiful scene was in front of me.

A jet contrail streaked across the sky beside the moon.



The full moon illuminated the details of the clouds, reminiscent of Van Gogh's "Starry Night."



There aren't many nights like this in late November.