Impeccable timing! I had just written a post boasting about the serenity of dawn, and a week later (photography time, not real time) I end up actually leaving work “early” to catch the sunset and the blue moon. There are two definitions of a blue moon, but in this case, the full moon was the third in a season (rather than the second in a month). It’s been a long time since I’ve explicitly gone somewhere to watch the moonrise (the last time was in 2007 on Tolmie Peak — after work on a Monday!), but whether from a mountain or a dock, it’s always impressive how quickly the moon rises over the horizon and shrinks into a tiny dot.
The whole week was pretty mild. The evening was quiet and lazy — sailboats on the Cooper, ships coming into port, gentle breeze. Innocence of summer.
And the sunset was playfully colorful, too.
After the moon became the size of a tack, we started to head out but tried to grab a shot of the lightning far to the north. I didn’t have as much luck this time, but the evening served as nature’s reminder that no matter what my preference, any time of day can be a great time for photography.