Beauty at the coming of night

When I first noticed the moon this evening, it was twilight and the purple darkness of evening had not quite covered the eastern sky, but behind the pine trees was an azure color which bought a bit of the close of day and the beginning of night and mixed both together. Later, when I saw the moon again after the dying of the day's sun, I noticed that the sky was now deep blue and lightened by the now silver moon. It was a full moon, I think. Its creamy color was now the silver of a bright, new silver coin. There seemed to be little humidity in the air, and it intensified the colors. The moon sitting there in the eastern sky looked like a piece of silver jewelry on a skien of velvet. There was a part of me that wanted to stand there and watch as the moon slowly passed across the sky. Tomorrow is another work day. The beauty of the evening is lost as we take our nightly rest.