Last night a Facebook page I followed posted this chart about the moons in various lore. Right now we’re in what many call a New Moon, and there isn’t much of a sliver visible in the night sky here even if I could see it through the clouds.
I’ve always loved the moon. Childhood on the farm gave me mornings were I could look out one window of my bedroom at the setting moon and our the doorway into the hall at the colorful rising sun. In the field for early vegetable picking, there might be a pearl-white new moon high above me in the cerulean sky.
The world always seems so much more alive when the moon is visible. Perhaps it is the tidal energy… though I don’t live near enough to an ocean, imho.
Given this love of her, it’s no wonder that I would try taking photos of the moon.
It’s a lot harder than it looks. A lot of the majestic images of the night sky we see with our eyes are illusionary, effects created by atmospheric distortion. Not to mention that cameras “see” more than we do.
Still, I’ve taken a few shots of the moon I’m happy with. Here are some of my favorites. I hope you like them as much as I do: