This is the view of the harvest moon from the end of my street in the middle of a medium-sized city on the eastern side of America. I find it really interesting and truly amazing that no matter what part of the globe you are reading these words sometime within a 24 hour span you too will see this very same image in real life. While autumn does not officially start for a few days the harvest moon unofficially ushers it in. A change of seasons; summer is behind us and autumn ahead of us. Time to move forward.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to harvest.
Tonight was/is a full moon. The Snow Moon. And it was such a nice evening–crisp but not too cold, clear, not a breeze in the air–that I grabbed a camera and went for a walk around the neighborhood. And these are a few of the things I saw…
These photos were all taken yesterday but are not in chronological (time-wise) order. The photo above is of last night’s blue moon…did anyone else see this? It was incredible wasn’t it? I couldn’t stop looking at it. Thus I thought I’d post it first. It really taxed the lens of my Canon Power-Shot. The sky this summer at dusk have been incredible. The photo immediately below was taken at the corner of Allen and Elmwood here in Buffalo, which is also where the Bubble Man of Allentown lives (click here or here to see more pics of him); you can see bubbles visible in the photo. And the bottom photo was taken while standing in the parking lot of my bank, looking westward over Lake Erie just before sunset.
On the bike…A canvas bag containing a book and an extra camera, 3 liters of red wine, a gym bag containing wet clothes, and two slices of spinach pizza.
A quick comment…I had mentioned yesterday regarding the wacky weather and how it was supposed to warm up today, well it did…and did it ever. I believe the high temp today was something like 62F/17C. As I pedaled and coasted home from the gym tonight it felt like a balmy summer’s eve…OK maybe not balmy, but it certainly was warm and nice; the air felt warm on my skin as I coasted home. And on my way home I couldn’t help think how wonderful it was to be on a bike and in the open air. After leaving the gym I stopped at three stores, and the entire trip–including the gym–was about (I’m guessing) 3 miles/4.8 kilometers. And as I coasted down my favorite hill (very minor hill…you likely wouldn’t even notice it if in a car), which is the last stretch before I approach my street, I had the full moon on my left (pictured above and below) and Jupiter and Venus to my right (for pictures click here). I really felt like continuing on for a warm evening ride…but alas, I had some things to tend to. And besides…I had to eat the pizza and drink some wine.
To see more in the things-on-a-bike series, click here.
Technically, the moon was full two nights ago but I took these last night when it was waning (it still looked pretty full to me). I have always been drawn to a full moon…not sure why, it just fascinates me looming so large in the sky. Anyhow, last night I was out on the Mundo and snapped a few photos. The one above is taken at the far end of Allen Street here in Buffalo, the main thoroughfare through my favorite neighborhood and also the one in which I live. The below photo was taken just a block north on Wadsworth Street, overlooking houses there. And it’s interesting, I think, what some people must think of me when they see me hunched next to my bike with a camera and mini-tripod perched on it. At one point, when I was taking the below picture a woman was coming down the street and saw me next to the bike and began to cross the street…she looked a little scared. I actually told her, as she approached, not to worry I’m just taking a few photos (then I wondered if that made her fear me even more). Anyhow, I enjoy taking pictures in different levels of light…dawn, dusk, and night are my favorites. And as I was taking these I was thinking about winter–or more specifically, the lack of it this year–how we can’t count on snow in the winter these days, but we can still count on the sun and moon rising and falling each day and night. Click either for a larger view.