Yesterday, I walked across the meadows after dark on my way home. I was slightly preoccupied with feeling a bit nervous--the path isn't that well lit, and I was trying to look as if I had serious ninja skills--so I got a bit of a shock when I saw a bright light near ground level. For a moment I thought it was a security light shining on the ground, but I realised with a slight shock that it was the moon reflected in the black water of the river.
It was close the the horizon, huge, the colour of yellow ochre and absolutely beautiful. I wish I'd had my camera with me, but then standing in the middle of a rather isolated field in the dark with an expensive camera might not have been a very good idea anyway.
iPulse--which I read about on Pete Boardman's blog, and immediately got hopelessly addicted to--tells me that the moon is Waning Gibbous, 81% full and 19 days old. I'm sure it knows best.