When I was a kid there was a lot of talk about going to the moon. I always wondered what the moon thought of me and why it had so many faces. When I found out that God let it govern our tides and moods I was a little surprised at how much God had knit the world together in an intricate web.
Where I live the moon rises. I have never seen it bigger than in the desert. A super moon means that it is closer and brighter but to me it means that I might get a chance to capture one of its faces. Can you see it too? These two pictures of it were taken about a year apart. I am fascinated to see that it has rotated a bit to the right and you can pick out eyes better. Someday this moon will be red. Someday this moon will be no more. Until then it is super.
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