By Peter Hillman
The crow black dropped his sack at my dusty feet As the sun beat down on the dying ground even the desert had to shy away A single hooded eye that told no lie pierced my very soul! And a cracked voice spoke a riddle to evoke from the haze of a distant dream “Catch... Continue Reading →
Last evening's full moon. June 2018, rear garden, Staffordshire, England. © Pete Hillman.
June 2018, rear garden, Staffordshire, England. © Pete Hillman.
Mine was just grey aroudn teatime here. But it was still a super site to witness, especially when one considers the last one was 150 years ago. January 2018, from rear garden, Staffordshire, England.
Higher in the sky now, and appearing a tad smaller than when it was rising, and more like its usual colour. So what really is a 'supermoon'? This moon is not only the biggest and brightest supermoon of the year, but it is the closest supermoon since 26th January 1948, almost 69 years ago. I... Continue Reading →
I was lucky to catch site of this 'Supermoon' as the clouds parted. I caught it as it was just rising low on the horizon, and as the sun was slipping down on the opposite side of the planet, hence this odd colour. Not as sharp as I would have liked it, but the clouds... Continue Reading →
This is the first quarter moon, or also known as waxing gibbuous, and it is actually the third phase of each moon cycle. There are eight moon phases which progress in the same manner each month. The isolated dark spot towards the top right is called Mare Crisium, 'Sea of Crises'. Directly below that where... Continue Reading →
