As I begin to wrap up work on the Alaska Home and Garden website for this evening I find myself looking out on a beautiful sliver of a crescent moon hanging amidst the boughs of the trees awaiting the first kiss of the sun as it rises. I got a picture of it, but it is not the best of quality (I lost my good camera and this one is about ten years old and wants to die without being resuscitated again). Still, you get an idea for how the moon looked as it hung amidst the branches, right?
