Reflection

I'm always minded of the moonrakers' tale when I see the moon reflected in water.

       There was a house named Moonrakers  on my paper round (and later I delivered mail there as a postie). I suspect they may have hailed from Wiltshire; I wonder if some of their forebears were smugglers.

       Extras is a sequence of elk leaping a fence to where the grass must be greener. About three dozen all told.