My computer has been in the shop getting a new brain, so this item is posted a bit late.  No, it’s not a real haiku, as I pay no attention to counting syllables.  But it was fun to have the moon peek in my window from behind the ancient maple trees in our front yard that night, awakening me.  It travels this far north-in-latitude only once yearly.  I was glad Luna roused me to capture images and verse.