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Oh Harvest Moon Part 2


Inspiring quotes about the moon:

When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon,
my soul expands in the worship of the creator.
Mohandas Gandhi

If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt,
they'd immediately go out.
William Blake

You moon the wrong person at an office party
and suddenly you're not "professional" any more.
Jeff Foxworthy

Comments

Sassy Sundry said…
Because I'm still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I'm still in love with you
On this harvest moon.

---Neil Young
Scout said…
Lovely, Sassy.
dive said…
Damn! That was the wuote I was going to use.
Oh well. I'll just listen to it instead …
Great harmonies from Linda Ronstadt and James Taylor, too.
Sassy Sundry said…
Yeah, it is the one that comes to mind when looking at that big, big moon.

OK, onto Maryann.
Scout said…
Oh come on! All this talk about moon quotes, and neither of you laughed at the Foxworthy thing. Maybe Old Knudson is right--maybe I am a simple soul. I thought it was funny, anyway, in the context of the other quotes at least.
dive said…
I did laugh, Robyn, but when I went to comment with a hee hee, I got distracted by Sassy having out-cooled me with Neil Young.
Drat!
Scout said…
Well, OK then. I was beginning to think my sense of humor was so off that no one else would even chuckle.
Sassy Sundry said…
I laughed really hard, actually. It just didn't go with Neil. I also thought about Denny's. I hate Denny's. It's disgusting. This one time, however, I went there in college with a friend to study (it was open all night). We were a little punchy, and we couldn't stop laughing at this dish: Moons Over My Hammy.
Taihae said…
oooo...pretty picture...

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