Night is my most productive time.  

For several years, I went to grad school during the day and worked in late evenings. Staying up late was a necessity.

I've graduated, but my schedule has not changed much.

And it is on days like this that I realize just how late it is: the Moon has already set, and I'm still awake, text-editing.

For a while, it looked yellow with a noticeable tint of red. Yet not menacing. More like a piece of cheese that fell out of the crow's mouth in Aesop's fables.

Or, better yet, the Krylov version.