My mission to take a decent photograph of the moon continues. My last attempts were of a full moon, and whilst I like the results as photographs, the moon wasn’t really sharp in them.
The clocks have now gone back here, so it’s getting dark an hour earlier in the evenings. I stepped outside yesterday at around 18.20, and saw this beautiful new moon, sailing in a clear sky, through a gap in the trees. Luckily, the camera and tripod were at hand, and I got this shot.
Seeing a crescent moon always makes me think of one of my favourite lines of poetry, ‘Curved like a new moon, moon-luminous’, from W B Yeats’ Meditations in Time of Civil War . He’s describing an ancient sword in the poem, and reflecting on the nature of change, which makes the use of the moon simile so appropriate, but mostly I just love the way that line sounds when you say it out loud – give it a try.
So, overall I’m fairly pleased with these shots, although the second one isn’t pin sharp. I’ll keep trying!