Gertrude

tonight was unusual, as i didn't wear my hat! don't quite know, what to make of that! of me, without my hat. whilst i awaited for my lift, a fox walked past, stared at me, carried on walking, then came back, and stared at me again, i then glanced at the shimmering moon, full, and bright, like a big balloon, and then it popped! bang, kaboosh! and other such noises, but remained mystified, as to why the fox, had returned to look at me, and i winked at it, and we looked at each other eye to eye for a few moments, and i kind of got lost, in the magic of the moment of this connection with nature, am i rambling yet?  anyway, the night went well, as i got lost, within it's spell, and the magic of the moon!  tonight, i think i was momentarily Gertrude! 😅