Lol. I'm always a bit hyper on full moons - and we had a lovely one here, large and pale orange, on the horizon of the trees in the wood - as I walked home from Kung Fu class at 10pm.
I sang moon songs all the way home. Loudly as there was no-one about.
If there had been no-one home - I might have sat sky clad out on the decking for a while,
saluting the lady with a cranberry drink (Hubby is away next week - so I have an opportunity to do
some ritual in my back yard. We don't practice the same spirituality).
Not in the mood for much ritual presently. It's waaaay too hot and humid here in London.
Lying on the ground staring up at the moon is preferable.
