The full moon was beaming down last night as I let Jazz outside into the clear, chilly conditions. Jazz is rather partial to the full moon and its dramatic light. Perhaps all cats are.
My eye was caught by pretty lights on the Magnolia tree. The green, glossy leaves of the white, tulip flowered Magnolia were catching the moonbeams and “decorating” the tree in splashes of white shininess as if someone had strung fairy lights through the tree.