Trudged down the bus, down the path, with bleak thoughts about work earlier today. Then looked up into the still dark morning sky just before entering the gate and saw this beautiful sight. And slowly felt a certain calmness creep in.

By Celtic lore, apparently, the crescent is associated with the female divine energy. Powers of psychic perception and intuition. Ability to rejuvenate our lives. Doesn't that sound nice? If only this female have the slightest hint of perception to get the intuition to rejuvenate this life...