The moon rose about an hour ahead of the sun this morning. It wasn't much of a moon, just a crescent that looked like a smile in the Eastern sky.
A couple of hours later, when I went for my morning walk, I looked for the moon and couldn't find it.
I knew how far ahead of the sun it ought to be, about 20 degrees or so, but it wasn't there. I stood in the street and searched the sky for so long it's a wonder I didn't get run over. If it wasn't a Saturday and a holiday weekend, I probably would have been.