West of the Moon, East of the Sun

[bunn]

 I'd always thought of this as a poetic phrase, but yesterday it happened to me!  We were out in kayaks on the Pembroke River, a very calm sunny evening, the sky blue and the water full of reflections of the ploughed red hills, sun on the yellow gorse and white blackthorn-flowers.  The sun was going down into the hills west of us, and directly opposite, a huge pale moon was rising.  The reflections were unreal. 

 

I did try to photograph it, but my phone camera is clearly not wired for poetry. 

Comments

[hhimring]

How very lovely!

[anna_wing]

How wonderful! There are always those moments when you realise that a phrase that was just a phrase before began as the description of something real.

The most recent one for me was much less glamourous, it was "to follow suit", when I suddenly realised that it came from card games.

[seascribble]

I have never been able and still can't wrap my head around what is where in that phrase, but it does sound lovely!

[independence1776]

Neat!

[sally_maria]

That sounds very special.

[anerea]

What a magical sounding experience! (And some photos are much better simply as words!)