Moon, Planes, and Squirrel

Street lights still on, Clouds in background.

 Plane early.

 Plane taking off.

 Moon 65 percent full.

 Plane leaving a trail.

 Another plane between the palms.

 Squirrel on a tree.

 Squirrel running over to me.

 Squirrel eating Breakfast.

 Moon directly overhead.

Blessings,
Janet
If you cannot be the poet, be the poem. ~ David Carradine