Saturday, June 18, 2011

Little lunar memory

I remember visiting Italy fifteen years ago, stepping through the doors of the hotel, looking up at the huge yellow moon hanging over the city and marveling, That's a Roman moon.


2 comments:

The Querulous Squirrel said...

It's true. It's not at all the same as my Boston moon.

Tai said...

And both are completely different from a Tahitian moon.