The photo above, which I snapped around 6:35pm yesterday, is of the moon in the eastern sky in full daylight.
The photo below is of a not-very-spectacular sunset in the western sky, taken a few minutes after the moon picture.
I am moonstruck in the sense that I am infatuated with the moon, but it is Grandpère who is my true love. When I step outside at night, the first thing I do is look for the moon. I have to walk my old dog Diana at night so she doesn't wet her bed, and she and the moon are my favorite companions. When there's no visible moon, something seems missing. Last night, the moon was so bright when it was high in the sky that it cast dark shadows on the ground. Diana, me, and our shadows made for a comfortable walking group.
