Behold the Full Buck Supermoon!
My husband and I watched the moon come up over the horizon. It was dark strawberry in color, then blood plum, tangerine and then grapefruit. He doesn't get too excited over the moon rising and tonight he couldn't stop telling me to look; truly mesmerizing.
Where is it that I may order a print of the Full Buck Moon print?
Looking forward to hearing some great news of where I may find this amazing print.
Prints of our Full Moon graphics are not currently for sale, but we will let you know if they do become available!
We have a small town beach on the north shore of Long Island Sound about 5 minutes by car from our home. We love to take iced tea and go down to watch the sunset on hot evenings and take a late dip, and wave across the water at Connecticut on the mainland. On one side of the small parking lot is the Sound, and on the other, a brackish large pond. There is a 365 degree of the horizon (plus or minus a few trees on the periphery), so it's a great spot to sky watch as well. We were down the other evening and I saw a number of sparkling lights arising from the tree line on the other side of the pond. At first, it appeared that fireflies had awakened for their evening flights. Then it became clear that the lights were airplanes arriving and leaving Kennedy airport, about 30 miles away on the south shore. When the fireflies did begin to arise from the reeds and weeds at the pond's edge it looked like the sky was filled with twinkling glitter. Aaaahh, July on Long Island!
I was taught this poem as a child in the 1950s and have never forgotten it. I have been unable to find who wrote it so maybe it was a family creation, passed down from one generation to the next.
Look at the Moon with its orange glow,
So round and big and oh, so low,
It seems to hang on a nearby tree,
Like a shining apple, meant for me,
I reach out my hand, but hard as I try,
Alas, I can't pluck it, it's far too high.
July July such thoughts with a sigh, we look for truth, so we find it within. Emotions and insecurites fly, and this is how we see hopelessness, but we find ways to thrive.
I am a late comer to an interest in studying astronomy. I am 74. I enjoyed your fascinating article. Tonight with my binoculars I was able to see the Moon and near it to the southwest was what I believe was the planet Jupiter.