Let there be as many Sloanes as there will, I'm going out after supper to walk all over the old orchard by moonlight.

Kiah looked out of the window at the dark sky.

I also like the moon, like it's bright and clear and pure.

She saw the carriage drawn up to one side of theroad, and the little group on the grass, their faces and hands white in themoonlight.

But far behind these Earthly structures are many sky wonders that are invisible to the unaided eye, such as the bright waxing moon inside the arch.