Full moons get all the attention, but tonight’s moon has the distinction of being the closest far-moon of the year, which is worth noting.

And now a word from poet Ted Kooser:

How many moons have I been too busy to notice? Full moons, half moons, quarter moons facing those thousands of suns, watching them bringing the years up, one piece at a time. Even the dark phases of moon after moon, gray stoppers plugged into a starry sky, letting a little light leak out around the edges. By my reckoning, almost a thousand full moons have passed above me now, and I have been too busy and self-absorbed to be thankful for more than a few, though month after month they have patiently laid out my shadow, that velvet cloak that in the moonlit evening waits for me.

p. 3 of The Wheeling Year: A Poet’s Field Book

Photo credit: Ralph Miner, closest far moon photo taken on June 23, 2015

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