These photos were taken from about 9 pm to midnight, July 30, 2015.  The moon was nestled between a couple of tree limbs.  I took these from the north and east sides of my house, peering from different distances.  I tried not to photograph the homes in the neighborhood. They are in the same order I took them, and with no cropping or editing.

      And here are a few interesting transgender stories I found, just browsing, trying to find the heart-felt stories about being a parent and realizing you have a transgender child. How does that realization and acceptance weigh on their own personal spiritual beliefs?  I have compassion, empathy, and a low level of understanding for anyone facing the trials and tribulations for their personal lives as well as defending themselves and their child against all the 'haters' out there.  And I don't feel it's always a case of the child getting their own way; getting what they want, just for the sake of winning an argument.  As parents our role, by definition, is to 'raise'  and 'guide' our children.  As a child, how many times I heard the expression "children are to be seen, not heard" when in the presence of adults.  Parents are not taught to listen to children; older generations were taught to "teach" and part of that is defining boundaries.

      I have to interject something here.  The video 'Rosie, Jazz, Chaz' was a nice little nugget to find.  It reminded me of how 'Chaz' was treated by the media compared to how the media has handled 'Caitlyn Jenner'.  Why, because he was 'manly' and made a name for himself in the sports world first?  So, as you can see, there is prejudice, even within the transgender and gay communities.  It's a difficult and complex issue.