I am a night owl. I love sunsets and the peaceful and grateful time of day time before the full on darkness of the night. 

 Moving towards night brings a great sense of quiet to my heart and soul. I love reading , journaling and making art late into the night. A little Netflix and chatting with friends far away are part of that routine as well. 🙂

But when I see the moon appear in the sky, I always end up with the phrase Goodnight Moon running through my head. It was one of my kids favorite bedtime stories when they were young little tykes. This is the moon over our beloved Vermont home. 

Even with a blanket of snow coming down over my son’s head, you can still see the stars in the sky. The stars are so bright there without the city lights. I have so appreciated our years there and the moon and stars. My heart is heavy as I prepare to say goodbye to dear friends, the state of Vermont and the place we have called home for 15 years. As we say goodbye to that vacation home this fall, I will hold the moonbeams, the stars and the memories of making late at night close to my heart. 

Night is the perfect prompt for this season of my life.