Gemini Moon –
Before we ever sat down on Saturday morning, Grace asked about the moon. Gemini Moon, all weekend, from my notes. Then, Sunday morning, the buzz was that I was on TV Saturday night.
“Dude, you looked good.”
Cool. I guess.
Lots and lots of Gemini. That one TV reporter, she was Gemini. Just figures. Or it’s one of those odd coincidences.
Sunday morning, as is the custom, we dined at the Pastry Chef. Standing around outside, I listened to Ken while he talked to the owner about a welding job. I had a chance to sneak a quick shot, sort of a “mirror image” project shot. My reflection in the window.
