Apposition and Concordance..

The Rumbear was up early. Oh dark thirty with cold clear skies and the full moon sinking into the Pacific. The dawn of a new day was ready to explode forth on the opposite horizon. Loaded Bailey D. Dawg into the Landrover and headed up to Mt. Soledad for the moment.

Sunrise. Moonset. Reminded me of the Jimmy Buffet tune "the sun and the moon seem to acknowledge each other and they moved in both apposition and concordance in a breath taking dance of light..."

Breath taking, indeed.