I waited two evenings to get good shots of the super moon. As the sun set the clouds moved in and blocked the moon coming over the horizon. Later I was able to get a few shots as it ascended into the sky. It was a good excuse to sit in a cornfield and shiver with some of the first chilly nights. I watched the sun set, and thought of many times and friends I had sat with. While going to school in Arizona it was fun to sit and watch both the sun and moon move over a pass where two mountain ranges came together. Maybe it is the primitive in us that produces the draw, I feel many times a surge of spirit. One of the first things I do each morning is see what the sunrise is doing, and feel good to enjoy another day out on the prairie. We talked about that at a retreat I went to this last weekend and I laughed thinking how I almost felt many of the areas I helped work on were almost like children and fun for me to watch them grow each year. It keeps me where I live, close the land I love so well. My gentle thoughts drifted across the land, on a gentle prairie breeze, for all to enjoy.
My best from the first night and below best of the second morning. Pretty close to the same. I like the mountain range on the right edge with a large crater.
I like the mountain range on the right side.
You know winter is close when your pony sports a beard.