It struck me last night while outside emptying my kitchen scraps into the compost that all my garden was glowing in silver light.
It was not quite full moon, in actual fact it was more full moon eve, but so beautiful and strikingly bright. I could see all my botanical loves so clearly cloaked in beautiful shining gossamer.
I had spent an unplanned afternoon yesterday lost in the garden transplanting basil and beetroot, watering, tidying unruly passionfruit vines and somewhat sadly removing my beans, finally.
I was eventually and somewhat reluctantly beckoned indoors by my hungry, tired and grubby little ones.
So in that moment later in the night when my attention was momentarily stolen by that luminescent body in the sky...I was entranced and then enticed to stray in and out of my vegetable beds resuming my green picking, moving and touching with plenty of pause to just gaze at that moon.
I figure I have about 3 more truly bright nights to steal away and do the same....some silent extra alone-time, gardening by the light of the night.
Have you ever gardened under moonbeams?