It seems that my whole life I’ve had an affinity for the moon. I usually attribute that to my namesake (Cynthia is another name for Diana, or Artemis – a moon goddess). As a child one of my favorite books was James Thurber’s Many Moons (which probably also contributed to my love of pen and ink drawing). The first piece of jewelry that I remember owning was a crescent moon necklace. I just loved the moon. Or maybe I should say that I loved moon shaped things and trinkets and stories about the moon. The attention that I paid to the actual moon was haphazard at best. Hit or miss. Like occasionally I would notice how bright she was, how full she was, or what a tiny sliver she was – all by happenstance. I could never have just told you what phase the moon was in at any given time, not back then. Read more