Dawn
Silver considers The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.
“Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?”
Ninety-nine point eight percent last night and this morning. The persistence of the August Blue Moon.
Sunset
Ever feel like this
Withered, worn, a bloody mess
When you crash and burn
Reddish-orange clouds
Formed
East of Eden
Blue Moon rose
As
Sun slid
Below the horizon
Tucked in
For the night
Super
Blue Moon
Illuminates darkness
An August blue moon rose orange. Turned blue above the clouds.
Blue rose for breakfast. A thawed, well heated, frozen rat.
Waxing Gibbous Moon at 97.8% full
One would think a Blue Moon on Halloween would foreshadow a coming disaster. However, perhaps the Blue Moon on Halloween 2020 portends restoration and recovery after an already strange and disastrous year.
If you recall, there was a full moon on October 1, 2020, and the moon will be full again on October 31, 2020. As with all notable astronomical events, the world as someone knows it comes to an end, but, then again, a new world opens up for someone else and their self, their being is restored to begin life anew.
As with the few notable astronomical events I can witness, I try to document the events near the day or on the day they happen to keep my own record of each time the world ends and begins again.
Rising moon behind Resa’s Tree
You can see the full image, read about how I made it and learn a little about the “Orton Effect” at http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/5/orton-hatches-an-effect
There’s a blue moon, pictured above, and then there is once in a blue moon at http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/5/once-in-a-blue-moon
The blue moon: http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/8/blue-moon
Off Center & Not Even 