Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Waxing Gibbous

"Say again?"
My nine-year-old son was armed with a pencil and notebook.
 In the dark.  
He had thrown out a term to me that I had never heard before.
"Waxing Gibbous, Dad.  It's right before a full moon."
It was a wonderful night and the full moon (scratch that)
waxing gibbous was bright and beautiful.
It was superb.
I commented on the moonlight and my son corrected me.
"It's actually sunlight, Dad, reflected off of the moon.
He and I sat in the front porch and he studied the moon and wrote down his observations under a string of lit LED Christmas lights.
He informed me that this was his required homework assignment for the next twenty-nine-point-five nights.
There was a crispness to the air and I had just finished a glass of riesling.
I asked him if it was really made of cheese.
He laughed and pretended that his pencil had been violently lodged into his forearm.
It was a moment that I never wanted to end.
But it did.
I sang a line from a song as we went back inside and he inquired about it.
So I downloaded it for him.
And we danced -
in the Waxing Gibbous reflected sunlight.


  1. awww...
    and I knew what waxing gibbous was...what school did you go to? LOL

  2. I wasn't in the advanced programs like you. I took wood shop with the football players.

  3. When I was a lad in Augusta Ga the local weather man always gave the moon phase as gibbous waxing or gibbous waning. I have impress many with this knowledge over the years.

  4. This is the first time I ever heard the term "Waxing Gibbous." Proof positive that one is never too old....well, you know the rest.