I wrote on this blog before about how I thought I saw the moon as a kid and all I saw was a streetlight. But, last night, after attending a very enjoyable storytelling house concert, I left the house and as we walked to the car, the others talked about the moon. They mentioned the moon being white. I was a bit surprised. I always thought it was red or yellow like the sun. Thought of it as a dark deep kind of light like a big gong. And the sun as a higher bell like sound. Learn something new every day I guess or in this case every night.