The moon is fantastic. In America, we believe that there's a man in the moon. I stared for years up at the moon and never saw the man. But then, I never quite saw Taurus in the stars either. I thought the whole business was left up to astrological hopefuls. And then I came to Korea. I have now learned that it might not be a man up there at all. In fact, it might be a rabbit making rice cakes.
(Pictures from a google image search)
Now that I can see.