It was cloudy, rainy, foggy, and windy last night. Stated another way: We didn’t see the first full moon of the decade. Legend has it that the January full moon is to be called The Wolf Full Moon, because it comes at a time when cold and hungry wolves howl at the moon. Come to think of it, we also didn’t hear any wolves, or even coyotes, last night.
However, in our disappointment, we did drink enough wine to create our own legend with a little help from PhotoShop®: As you see, the January full moon is when the Man-in-the-Moon turns into Wolf Man. (Well, we also don’t have any good images of real wolves, so this actually is Malamute Man and a prior moon.)
According to our new legend, during January’s full moon, the Wolf God, Harry, appears in a gold and jeweled coat and howls that he’s more beautiful than the moon. See the image in the first Comment space. (Uh, since we don’t have any images of real wolves, we’re using this Christmas light wolf baying at a prior moon. [Why anyone would want a Christmas light wolf is part of someone else’s strange legend, we suppose.])
We’re not confident that we’ll see a moon or a wolf tonight, but the odds are better than even that we’ll see a decent cabernet sauvignon. (Brooklin, Maine)