Yesterday evening’s moon was 98% full as I noticed it come up, reflected in our breakfast room window. It was already too high to get a really great shot, though of course I tried.
I checked on line for the time it would set in the morning, 6:30 a.m., and figured I would get up and get out to a local park where a hill with no trees would provide me a perfect spot to watch it go down. I knew I’d need to be out there prior to 6 because it would become too light after that. 5:30 would be perfect.
When the dog wanted to go out at 4:30 I checked the moon. Thought about getting in the car soon and heading to the park. Thought about going back to bed. The bed won.
And when the dog got me up at 6, the time she normally gets her breakfast, I saw a big golden moon sinking into my tree limbs in the back yard. Too late to get to the park.
All I got was this:
Which in the end I think is pretty cool. But still, I should have got out of bed.
And then I opened up my email and saw Mike’s blog post about needing to be in the environment to capture the landscape. So appropriate. Thanks Mike. If it’s a clear night you know where I’ll be tomorrow morning.