Tonight as the keeper was getting ready to prepare dinner, she got a post from S who told her to go outside and take a photo of the rising moon. S lives where you can see the moon more easily. Our moon has to climb over a hill and over lots of trees. But about 45 minutes later we saw the fat egg yolk rising up behind the trees, and it was marvelous, and we recalled Stassi. Then we had dinner. Thanks, Suzy!
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