Blue Night

The night opened its wing
And it stretched out on our street
A carpet of thousands of stars
Just for us
The moon in its blue nest
Pours butterflies of light
Which are dancing around us
For both of us

The lyrics belong to an old (that means 80's!) Romanian love song, named "Blue Night", while the shot was taken in northern Michigan, last week, when I've been with some business in Boyne City.

Today's joke:

A woman was having a passionate affair with an inspector from a pest-control company. One afternoon they were carrying on in the bedroom together when her husband arrived home unexpectedly.
'Quick,' said the woman to the lover, 'into the closet!' She pushed him in the closet, stark naked.
The husband, however, became suspicious and after a search of the bedroom discovered the man in the closet.
'Who are you?' he asked him.
'I'm an inspector from Bugs-B-Gone,' said the exterminator.
'What are you doing in there?' the husband asked.
'I'm investigating a complaint about an infestation of moths,' the man replied.
'And where are your clothes?' asked the husband.
The man looked down at himself and said, 'Those little bastards!'