September 13, 2018
After days of grey at home, I am gobsmacked by blue skies and brilliant sun on the water here at Sebasco. I stare out the window at the water for an hour. Later, leaving the opening reception, the crescent moon is hanging low in the western sky, a harvest crescent moon, very large and orange. I canít remember seeing such a moon anywhere before and I am transfixed. From my room, I watch it slowly sink below the horizon into the glow of Portland. Overhead, amazingly bright stars come into view - and is that the Milky Way I see?