Full Hunter’s Moon 2019

Each month the full moon has a name. October is a Full Hunter’s Moon. The name comes from Native American lore. (September is Full Corn Moon, which explains the lyrics from Pocahontas’ song, Colors Of The Wind. I didn’t get that until now. XD If you want to read more about how each full moon got its nickname, here is where I got the info: https://www.almanac.com/content/full-moon-names)

I made it my mission to go out and not only see it but get photos as it came up over the horizon. The only problem was, there were trees in the way. I could sort of see it through the trees but really, it made it look like the trees were on fire.

…it didn’t go as I planned. I kept changing angles and trying to see the full moon but there were too many trees. I’m not sure how long it took me, but I finally saw that I could use the trees to my advantage to frame the moon:

So instead of a bunch of fails, I started getting images like this, which I was at least sort of satisfied with.

My favorite photo of the night didn’t show the orange as much because the moon had moved away from the horizon, but the framing was pretty great:

The next full moon, the Full Beaver Moon, will be on the 12th of November. I hope I remember because I want to try getting photos of that full moon too. Hope to see you then! ❀

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April 2019 In Photos

Welcome to my April In Photos post! I know, I’m so behind in this series. But I look forward to catching up and sharing with you! Also, look for An April Day At Grandma’s, coming next week. πŸ™‚

I really like these clovers. πŸ™‚ Purple is my favorite color.

The purple on the edges of the leaves is a nice touch! πŸ™‚

Do you see it? No metal detector needed for this find, haha! It wasn’t an old coin, but I was still happy to find it. The rain washed it up.

It left an impression in the dirt. XD

Right after finding the one cent, I spotted this cool looking bug.

The grapes were coming on! I’m not sure what happened, but all the grapes tasted sour and bitter, even when I was sure they should be ripe (they were falling off the vine).

A little friend helped me water my plants. πŸ™‚ The spout of this mop bucket I use to carry water for my plants is all chewed up from when I had dogs. It still works, just looks ugly. I never had the heart to replace it, haha.

I’m curious what kind of butterfly this spiky caterpillar turned into.

Flowers and berries we passed when in town. πŸ˜€

Azaleas. These are one of my favorites of my grandma’s bushes. She had several, all different shades of pink. These are such a deep color. If you want to see the other shades, I featured them in these older posts: This one features a more magenta shade and this one features a very light pink shade.

When taking Mamaw (not the same Mamaw as the one who had the azeleas, haha) to town, we drove on this winding road. We had so much rain at the time – the lake was almost touching the pavement!

They say all roads lead to Rome. Apparently, all roads also lead to an exit.Β  XD

This building had a star on top – and still does. It must not be Christmas decorations. It’s a nice decoration for any time of the year.

I planted potatoes to see if I could get potatoes. it’s been so long, I’ve already harvested them, haha. The biggest I grew was almost as big as my fist. πŸ™‚

And lastly, the April Pink Moon! Which is not actually pink. Haha. They just call the full moon of April a pink moon for some reason. πŸ™‚