Last night I went for a walk in the light of an almost-full moon, with only a tiny cutout at the bottom that kept it from being a full circle. Thin clouds hurried across the sky, but it gave the impression that the moon itself was racing along instead of the clouds. It has only been a few days since the last storm dumped more than a foot of snow, so the landscape was clear and moon shadows lay dark across the bluish whiteness. Sparkles like sequins covered the snowfields and on the willow branches, where tiny, flat crystals of ice were mirrors. In fact, I knelt in the snow and looked closely at one of the sparkles and was surprised to see a light shape exactly the same as the moon. I looked at another and it was the same, complete with a little cutout at the bottom. If you’re out on a moonlight night have a look yourself. That glittering snow is really the reflection of the moon. What a fun discovery.