Over The Moon

Hey diddle diddle
The cat and the fiddle…

San Geraldo and I were just the other day talking about this nursery rhyme. To be specific, San Geraldo said something about the cat jumping over the moon. I don’t know why. I gave him a moment to re-think it. He looked at me and said, “That’s not right. It was the cow, wasn’t it?”

Nothing gets past San Geraldo.

Sunday night, I went for a walk before dinner hoping to run into the half-naked male Brazilian dancers (referenced in the previous two posts). That didn’t happen, I’m sorry to report. I’ll keep trying. But only because I know how important it is to all of you.

And, although I didn’t see the half-naked male Brazilian dancers, with San Geraldo’s version of the nursery rhyme running through my head, I did see some cats on the beach in Los Boliches. And they looked like they were trying to jump over the moon. (Click any image to ‘full’ the moon.)

HEY DIDDLE DIDDLE

THE CAT AND THE FIDDLE

THE COW JUMPED OVER THE MOON

THE LITTLE DOG LAUGHED

TO SEE SUCH SPORT

AND THE DISH RAN AWAY WITH THE SPOON.

Last week, long before the supermoon, I saw a ‘nearmoon.’ (Of course, it occurs with much more frequency.)