Under the Autumn Moon
The moon is full, as I write this. The blue moon, they call it. The last full moon of autumn. Wasn’t last month’s full moon called the pink moon?
It feels like I haven’t experienced winter in such a long time—I escaped most of it last year. All I can remember is warmth and now that the temperature is dropping, I’m almost panicking. Granted, winter in Auckland is mild. At most, it can drop to zero. But I am a girl from the islands, and my body has yet to acclimate to the cold weather. I miss summer already.
This year is going by pretty fast; I have to say.