September 23, 2010
The Neighbors Must Think I'm Crazy!
There were lessons learned tonight, but I'm not sure I can put it into a nice, succinct phrase... so I'll just share the story.
Tonight is the Harvest Moon. This particular Harvest Moon is a rare one, occurring within 24-hours of the Autumnal Equinox, or the first day of autumn (as a fall lover, my high holy holiday of holidays... the first day of fall). It won't happen again until 2029 or something like that.
The Boy said, "why is it called a harvest moon when we don't even go there anymore and don't have crops to harvest?" He wasn't really trying to be funny. That's the sad part of that question. This, of course, opened up the door - wide - for me to enlighten him of the true reason why it's called a harvest moon. I'm not sure he appreciated the "learning moment".
Okay, regardless... I wish I was a better photographer... or that I knew NOW how to use my fancy camera better. The photo above was the clearest shot I got, but sadly the moon had risen behind a tree by then. Thousands of photos (I exaggerate, slightly) and by the time I was getting the hang of it... Mr. Moon was behind a tree. Maybe by 2029 I'll be a pro!
In the middle of the impromptu photo shoot, the Boy said, "did they get a cat?" indicating the neighbor's house in the direction of which I was pointing my camera. I look over to their window and see the blinds parting. Whoops! No cat. It was a neighbor. Apparently there was a flash/light shining brightly from my camera (until I changed the settings) and they were peering out wondering what it was. They must think I'm crazy. Or... perverted. So... I stopped before I was satisfied so as not to have the police called on me.
Mostly I got blurry shots of a beautiful harvest moon.
And a wet bottom. Thank you invisible puddle of rain in the deck chair. Thank you.
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