Years ago, in San Diego, my mom and I were walking home from the store. We looked up and saw the BIGGEST moon we had ever seen. It was dark orange. The only size comparison I can give (and this is NOT an exaggeration) is that it was like a baseball-sized moon was suddenly a basketball-sized moon. It was the most beautiful moon I have ever seen, and I have never seen one even remotely close since then.
Wow, just describing that brought back such feelings all of the sudden! It was a special once in a lifetime "Mama and me" moment.