The moon was milky Tuesday night when I was out walking. High clouds, kicked north by an approaching low pressure system, veiled the sky and hid all but the moon and a handful of stars and planets. Come the morning, the clouds had thickened. I turned onto the road to work and saw crimson stripes to the west-northwest. As I got closer to the turn onto the back road to faculty parking, I beheld . . .
I parked, hopped out of the car, and took several pictures, some of which did not turn out well.
It’s been a long while since we’ve had a moonset this dramatic. The photos don’t really catch the colors and the changing light. The moon flowed out at the bottom and melded into the western horizon before vanishing.
It was quite a sight. The only thing missing were wolf howls, or coyote calls . . .
The only thing missing were wolf howls
“The children of the night. What music they make.”
I got some pictures of almost moon rise yesterday but they weren’t that dramatic.
Ohhh, good pics, considering everything. Impressive to put it mildly.