Playing hide and seek with a full moon

Some moments are a gift. Walked out of work at 8 p.m. after 12 hours straight (not good, I know, I can hear you C.) and was grumbling that I would have to get another rushed picture of a hazy something. Then, jumping out of the clouds, there she was. A big round moon. I made for the little church on St. Catherines Street. I stayed there for 30 minutes playing hide and seek with the spires and the clouds and the moon. Nearby, two girls chatted for as long as I stayed.

Some happy moments come out of nowhere. Sitting on a fence, in a parking lot, listening to cheerful girly chat, staring at the moon. Who would have thought?