Moonbows and Magic

There are some moments in life that can only be described as magical. Last night was one of those nights, which was on par with one of the other most magical experiences of my life.

Beach sunsets and sky-gazing complemented with wine and laughter. Smiles and wide-eyes, shoreline strolls and moonlit swimming. The only way to describe the evening is magical, and for someone with usually lots of words and adjectives, I'm still rendered speechless.

The pièce de résistance; a moonbow which appeared only moments after the radiant moon emerged from a cloud, illuminating the inky-blue sky in perfect tandem with a delicate rain shower. Contemplation on the existence of such a phenomena was quickly acknowledged as the perfect arched beam appeared before our eyes, over the lustrous, rippled water. The lunar rainbow, as they are also called, displayed sleepy, auroral bands, with ever so slight gradients only visible to the most discerning of eyes (yes mine).

The calm, comfort, peace and serenity. Perfect moments, natural beauty. Believe in magic, and in moonbows. I do.


Steve said…
I know exactly how you feel! I couldn't describe that moment either.
Nicole said…
Magic! Just MAGIC!

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