On Tuesday evening we watched the moon rise over Dulles, its orange crescent form more slender than even the wings that would carry us to Frankfurt and beyond. In many calendars, including the variety of Islamic calendars, the new moon is the start of a new month, but for us it was also the start of a new journey. The next time we see the new moon, it will signal the halfway point on our journey here in Tajikistan, and will also signal the beginning of the month of Ramadan, which many plan to observe. Continue reading “Moonrises”