Tuesday 12 August 2014

Tuesday 12th August 2014

Sunday.

In fact, this day of the week is misnamed, in that if anything, it should have been called Moonday. Why moon day? Well, in a word: supermoon.

Supermoon, a moon but then some. IN fact, it was super in that it was a full moon at the earth’s closest pass to its satellite, apogee I believe its called.

But then we had to have the rain. Lots of rain.

I went out to check the decking, it was still (mostly) there, and the smouldering had been doused by the rain over night. And soon enough the rain began in earnest, falling heavier and heavier. But the anticipated midday storm did not arrive, but seemed to pass to the north of us.

Sunday summer storm

As we wanted to see the moon rise at eight in the evening, we decided to have dinner at lunchtime, just like we did when we was kids, so I cooked roast chicken, stuffing, Yorkshire puddings, roast spuds and veg. Oh my word, it was glorious, but rather large. I had also done a batch of short cakes the day before, and being hungry at 11 meant we had snacked a tad.

The afternoon was spent laying down and trying to stay awake as we digested dinner. At seven we headed out to the cliffs, and I took the chance to inspect the Autumn Ladies Tresses. They are coming on very well indeed. There were four Swiss camper vans parked up at the monument, but we left them and set up the tri pods on the cliff edge, not too close to the edge of course.

And waited.

August super moon

As we looked out east-south-east, we could see a layer of cloud over France, which meant we did not see the actual moon rise. 5 minutes passed, and another. More time passed, and at nearly quarter past, we could just make out the shape of the moon through the mist, only just though. It rose further, and soon cleared the clouds. We got our shots, but as we decided we were now hungry, we headed back home for cheese and crackers, and to look at the shots. Super moon on shed roof>

I took one last shot looking out the back door with the 50mm lens, and that was it. The weekend over, the light was so bright outside, the sky was not black, but dark blue. Out the back of the house, the light of the moon was shone strong we could make out the colours of the plants in the garden.

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