I managed not to fall off my bike.
The moon from our back porch. Since we're on the fourth floor, we actually have a pretty good view, all things considered. This means it's time to sing the Rabbit Song:
Look, he's hopping in the moon
In the great round of the full moon
Look, he's ho--o-o-o-pping
Nani o mite, haneru
That's my *favorite* children's song in japanese. It's stately and slow, almost like a Gregorian chant. It's positively haunting. They see a rabbit in the moon in Japan. So, I think, do the French. At least, they have a children's rhyme about the three little rabbits in the moon, who eat prunes while drinking wine ("Il y a dans la lune, trois petits lapins..."). In Japan, it's actually two rabbits making mochi, or so I've been told. I've been here long enough that I'm pretty sure I can see at least one rabbit, and sometimes I think I can see two. But...shhhh....i don't think there's really any mochi up there...
Can you see the rabbit? No? Maybe a little closer look...