I love days where one can look up and see the moon in the sky. In daylight hours, it's all too easy to be blinded by the blue (or grey) of the sky, and forget there's a whole universe out there. But seeing the moon in a clear blue sky...for me, it reawakens a sense of wonder.

(This clearly has nothing to do with childhood fantasies where the moon was a second sun, and I could pretend I was living on Tatooine. Nothing. at. all).