I’m in a b a d mood… a really really bad mood! Prob’ly won’t last long though. All of about five minutes knowing me.
Why the bad mood?
No pics. Not a one.
And one was all I wanted. Just a single tiddly little pic to share with all. Not much to ask really.
It was one of those moments that have to be seized or are gone forever. And I utterly failed to seize it. Bloody useless!
Its the Moon y’see.
There She was, all shiny and lovely. Pretty near full by the looks of Her as well. Set against a smoothly darkening sky… though nowhere near as dark as this time a coupla weeks ago. Still quite distinctly blue… almost a sort of indigo in fact… like some wondrous velvet backdrop.
With just one or two stars twinkling far to the upper left, and a quarter-frame of wispy clouds to the lower right as garments thrown briefly aside, their hems and creases reflecting back the silvery light.
Oh, She was gorgeous. And so big. Almost drooling I were. And of course, me living in the countryside the light pollution is that much less. Which meant everything was beautifully crystal clear.
But no pic! Damn and blast!
Thing is, it was the first time I’d ventured outside since the onset of evening and thus had been oblivious of the beauty that awaited.
And the only reason I’d gone out now was to jump aboard a waiting taxi: my carriage toward… er… “nocturnal activities”.
No time to take pics. Not even with the Lumix, which accompanies me virtually everywhere. And to be honest the scene justified rather more than the little one… really requiring hauling out one of the bigger beasts complete with tripod etc.
And by the time I’d arrived in town and alighted said transportation the sky had changed entirely… darker and She now virtuously clothed by those clouds that had transformed into something other than wisps.
An opportunity lost then, gone forever.
Hence the (momentary) bad mood.