Here are some good reasons.
March’s walk (when the moon is full) included my granddaughter, her friend and a trek on a dark, rural road. The moonlight was exceptionally bright on this journey, the air crisp and cool in the low 60s (F).
As we walked, the girls became journalists and reported the event in real time speaking into their flashlight microphones.
Then they were animal trackers as we spotted a bunny’s glowing eyes in the brush and they identified its footprints in the soft earth.
Then detectives, investigating the case of the missing rabbit. They sleuthed and deduced.
They became inspectors as they examined a ditch pond for frog eggs.
Then scientists as we discussed tadpoles and how they turn into frogs.
They practiced comforting skills when noises came from the woods and the unknown became scary.
And they experienced how the power of singing can alleviate fear. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious and Mary Poppins ushered us home into the safe circle of porch lights.
Some have asked why walk when the moon is full.
This is why.