Stumbling over the cobblestones we walked down to the river’s boardwalk after indulging ourselves in a sumptuous low-country dinner.
The moon is precisely what lured us to this spot.
Shrimp boats were tied up, two abreast at the end of the boardwalk.
Looking up between the tall booms holding the nets was a spectacular full moon outlining the rigging while casting its reflection on the water.
Two men sat on the lower pier fishing in silence next to the sailboats and trawlers moored for the night. Lights were on in one of the cabins with the blue glow of a TV shimmering through the window shade.
Couples either walked hand in hand or sat on benches shoulder to shoulder whispering their private thoughts to one another.
Four children were running through the sprinklers on the large grassy area that fringes the boardwalk, daring each other to get closer and closer to the full blast of spray.
Moonbeams glistened off their brown bodies as they contorted and danced through the shadows of the large oak tree cascading over them.
Their parents contentedly watched, but reminded them to not forget their flip-flops and crocks when they called time.
A father pushed an empty stroller while the mother carried her baby and softly sang,
“I see the moon and the moon sees me.”
One cannot look into the beauty of the sun, but one can look forever at the moon and stars. I gazed at the moon while Ron positioned his camera on a piling and clicked away.
Always hoping to get that perfect shot, he was mad at himself for not bringing his tri-pod.
There are no next times! This moon! This setting only happens once.
A breeze began to kick up which reminded me how damp and moist I felt. How I wished I could cool off in the sprinklers with the children.
One by one, people left for their homes while we lingered to moon walk and breathe in the salty marsh aroma before returning to the Sail Fish Inn.
Once there, the full moon lit up the room~
As the air conditioner hummed its low-country tune~
From my journal entry: Discovering Darien, Georgia.
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