Moon over the Mohawk

I did not actually view last night’s full moon over the Mohawk River, but Moon over the Mohawk makes such a nice headline. Much better than Moon in the Mohawk Valley, I thought.

It was a beautiful day from start to finish yesterday. The temperature was perfect when I ran in the morning. It was not too hot when Steven and I planted the last of our tomatoes. And a sweet breeze was blowing as I sat on the deck with a cup of tea before going to work at one.

After work we sat on the deck and regretted that the moon was on the other side of the house. Steven’s nephew Kirby used to call it the moonah-moolah, which I find very descriptive. I felt very relaxed sitting there, but rousted myself for a short walk, because I thought that would make this a better blog post. I was right.

We could see the moonah-moolah through some trees as we left the house. Steven had brought the camera and took a picture. It is not a digital camera, so we’ll have to wait to see how it turns out. Tabby may have been a little confused, because we aren’t usually out walking after 10 o’clock at night, but she seemed to be enjoying herself. I do like living in a place where you can go out walking after dark and not be worried. After our walk we sat on the deck for a little longer and enjoyed the Mohawk Valley evening.

This is probably the tamest post yet, but I do have something to add that I forgot to mention during my post about what brought us to Herkimer. One of the first days we were here, I was in orientation for my job and Steven was walking around the village. When we met up for lunch, he said to me, “There’s a building with my name on it!” Sure enough, a building on Main Street said HM Quackenbush. I said, “Steven, you have to go in and say, ‘Uncle Bob, it’s me Steve! Give me a job!'” But Steven did not follow my advice. Imagine my chagrin a few years later when HM Quackenbush went out of business and apparently left a mess that had to be cleaned up. Still, if we could get the name off that building, I’d put it up somewhere in my house.

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