It was the moon that did it…

Full Hunter’s Moon
Copyright: Katie Theule

…hanging there in her fullness; already rising so far north since her brief flirting with the equinoctial horizon. Then today, past full but still ripe, high overhead; a ghostly image against the brightest blue of mid morning’s cloudless sky.

How many notice her in her daylit garb?

I have a clear memory of the first time she caught me out; I must have been 8 or 9. I wasn’t really aware of stopping in my tracks and staring, slack-jawed at the unexpectedness of it.

The moon was meant to be out at night. What was it doing up there in the middle of the day? It was my father who shook me out of the reverie, “What are you doing?” He looked up, laughed, “Oh!”, and carried on with whatever it was he was doing.

She still catches me unawares, occasionally. Somewhere in between, I seem to have adopted a habit of just nodding in appreciation, thanking her, and hardly ever get caught open-mouthed at the wonder of her.

Others continue, oblivious. Should I stop them, point out what they are missing? Would they care?

Daytime moon.
Copyright: NASA/Bill Dunford

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Part of the “Solstice of the Moon” series.

 

About A Misanthropic Bear

Intermittent posting of random touchstones, memories and events. This wasn't meant to be what it would become... But then, is it ever?
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6 Responses to It was the moon that did it…

  1. Widdershins says:

    I’ve yet to catch Her, full and in daylight, but I expect She’s something magnificent to see. πŸ˜€

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  2. jenanita01 says:

    I have often wondered about the moon’s erratic behaviour. She doesn’t seem to follow any kind of sequence, not one that makes any sense to me anyway. I love seeing her in the day time, she’s like a friendly neighbour, always there somewhere, which is comforting…

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    • Running Elk says:

      Watch this space… πŸ˜‰
      I love when she catches me unawares. Of late, it’s as though she is reminding me to pay more attention to the bigger cycles, and not get lost in the minutiae of whatever is taking all my attention at the time.
      I like the idea of her as a friendly neighbour. Nosy (popping her head over the fence whenever she chooses), but friendly enough, aye…

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