The moon puts on an elegant show, different every time in shape, colour and nuance.
Arthur Smith, English comedian
From out on the street below my window the whistle of firecrackers is constant. Every once in awhile I catch glimpses of bright chrysanthemums of red and white and yellow blooming in bursts against the night sky. But La Luna, bright and red and looking down serenely on all the celebratory antics, steals the show. I never tire of her glowing pageantry.
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