I’ve spent many hours with the Moon. My new project is made up of images of the Moon and I’ve been working on the files for months. My youngest daughter is studying the Moon in school. And this morning we set our alarms for four in the morning to watch, and photograph, the lunar eclipse from the California coast.
That’s a lot of Moon.
And this is not a recent flirtation. I have Rükl’s maps and and Chuck Wood’s The Modern Moon. I still have my 102mm refractor that I bought when I lived in Maryland, plenty with which to view lunar features.
And yet there it is, a planet in the sky. So familiar as to be ignored on most occasions so unfamiliar that few people on Earth could draw from memory even a crude approximation of its plainly visible geologic features.
Looking up at the Moon is one of the last remaining views of nature that we still share with primitive man–and presumably future man as well. All else has been adulterated.