Since I looked at sunsets last entry, I thought this week I’d look at the Moon. Because of its phases, the moon is almost like nature’s daily update. Each night you can look to the sky to see how it will appear. So many shapes, even in different colors. My personal favorite is when it’s all huge and reddish-orange and looks like it’s super-close to Earth.
A little over a week ago there was an intense full moon I hope you were able to check out. In fact a friend took the picture shown on this page by using a camera and telescope. But during some recent partial moons, my daughter has pointed out that on a clear enough night that if you look hard enough you can actually see the unexposed part.
Minnesota native and poet Robert Bly wrote this short poem about the moon. But it’s not a full moon. Which phase do you think it’s describing?
After writing poems all day,
I go off to see the moon in the pines.
Far in the woods I sit down against a pine.
The moon has her porches turned to face the light,
But the deep part of her house is in the darkness.