Gluttony!

[rejectomorph]

Yesterday I bought a half gallon of ice cream. I blame the full moon for the madness which led me to gorge myself on a third of it last night. I made chocolate syrup to put on it, too. Artificially sweetened ice cream tends to be cloying, and an unsweetened chocolate syrup will cut that. (A couple of heaping teaspoons of cocoa powder, a few drops of vanilla extract, and add hot water, stirring constantly until it reaches a syrupy consistency.) Spooned over successive layers of ice cream, it will freeze into hard, chocolaty clumps, adding texture as well as flavor. The entire concoction proved irresistible, and I am now stuffed with lactose and butterfat. The shame! Wicked moon!

Wicked, but delightful, drenching the night as it did, wreathing the trees in a misty glow, making the pine needles glimmer as they were stirred by soft whispers of air. It was the last full moon of summer. May the first full moon of autumn cast its light on a cooler forest.