I always hope that it's going to be a full moon while we are at the beach, and, of course, this changes from year to year: we're always there for essentially the same dates, so it is quite predictable: and this year, I knew well in advance that it would be two weeks out of sync. Yesterday was the new moon, so perhaps this evening, if I am lucky, I can try to catch a sliver of crescent. Perhaps I'll set the tripod up on the deck and try to take a slow shot of the sky, weather permitting.
Yours, a couple of days shy of waxing lyrical,
N.
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