The horned moon hung low in the south west as I drove home tonight. I am not astrologically minded but I can’t help feeling an affinity for my star sign Taurus, the bull (not to mention the constellation Taurus with the blur of the Pleiades on it’s shoulder). The bull was lunar in Mesopotamian culture and the crescent moon represented it’s horns and that is why I was thinking of the bull. This moon is mine. So I did a little sketch in its honour. Good night.