Sequoia Coast life in technicolor

"Are they really?" Esma turned to Boris, who looked as if he was ready to sink through the Earth never to be seen again. His question had been so interesting and unexpected that Esma forgot her earlier shyness and reservedness towards him.

"But, how so?" she pulled herself to her feet, looking up in the sky, where, of course, no moon was visible. "The moon is whole - how can it give away pieces and remain whole?"