The white wolf stood

Like a statue frozen in place

Poised on the edge of flight

Trembling, she gazed into the moonlight

Eyes searching for a way into the woods

Silently she crept onwards

Alert for the slightest sound

Anything which would send her flying for cover

Racing until safety was once more found

Heart racing, she eventually reached the shadows

Giant Elm, Sycamore and Oak

Spread their branches over her

Breathing a sigh of relief

One heart stopping moment of disbelief

She changed

One moment a wolf white as snow

The next a tall slender woman

With hair of gossamer white

Trailed by a snow-white owl

Turning quickly she moved through the woods

Following the shade of the trees

Crossing the moonlit groves

Moving carefully onwards

Until before her stretched the open vista

Leading to the magical Stones

Wreathed in the magical glow of the moonlight

They sang the…

The white wolf stood

Like a statue frozen in place

Poised on the edge of flight

Trembling, she gazed into the moonlight

Eyes searching for a way into the woods

Silently she crept onwards

Alert for the slightest sound

Anything which would send her flying for cover

Racing until safety was once more found

Heart racing, she eventually reached the shadows

Giant Elm, Sycamore and Oak

Spread their branches over her

Breathing a sigh of relief

One heart stopping moment of disbelief

She changed

One moment a wolf white as snow

The next a tall slender woman

With hair of gossamer white

Trailed by a snow-white owl

Turning quickly she moved through the woods

Following the shade of the trees

Crossing the moonlit groves

Moving carefully onwards

Until before her stretched the open vista

Leading to the magical Stones

Wreathed in the magical glow of the moonlight

They sang the…

‘AussieDefect’ wrote:

“My Dad was a Police Officer who worked in Major Crash.

Australia – 1983

I was 3-years old On Christmas Day. He had spent the day at a fatal car crash where 2 children had died. – I only found this out [recently].”

“I was very fortunate. My Dad was an amazing man. I ended up following in his footsteps as such, by volunteering for the State Emergency Service.”

The emergency services people do an amazing and, at times, heartbreaking job. Where would we all be without them?

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San Francisco’s Embarcadero With Ferry Building and Bay Bridge

Neighbors children at play with gloss sticks  on National Night Out

I have astigmatism which makes everything looks a little fuzzy to me so I like nighttime photography because I often capture soft glowing halos of light against dark, which is how I see the world most of the time.

I also, I often try to capture the Moon but the weather in the Bay Area doesn’t always cooperate.

All I saw of what was called a Blood Moon last Spring.

Weekly Photo Challenge Nighttime

What do you see at night?