There is one moon in the sky that we have worshiped and counted the years by for millenia. It is the Moon, and needs no fancy name like other planets’ satellites. And if you think about the time that little rock has been up in the sky, say 4.5 billion years just like Earth, the 40 something years that have gone by since man last set foot on it seems minuscule in comparison. My moon is your moon as the same water you drank today was also drank by many people before you, including me. That same moon was gazed upon by ancient Greeks, Egyptians, and other civilizations. Dinosaurs probably eyed it one time or another.
This is the Strawberry Moon of June that I captured earlier this month in my backyard. The best picture I’ve ever gotten of the magnificent orb to this point. I used a tripod to steady the shot and zoomed in with my HD video camera set to the photo mode and snapped a number of shots until I got one that was centered perfectly since the camera kept wobbling and getting the moon off target. A lowering of the white exposure on my camera also eliminated that bright glow of the moon and brought out its fine details, such as the dark spots and crater marks.
Isn’t it amazing how life on Earth is dependent upon this hunk of rock? Without it, our world would be very different, maybe inhabitable (for humans at least). The ice poles would shift constantly, possibly freezing organisms to death who aren’t used to it; the hot zones would also shift, possibly making Antarctica a warm place, melting all the ice and snow. It would be a Topsy turvy world, the seasons sporadically changing, Earth wobbling dangerously like a top. And somebody actually wanted to blow up the Moon…sheesh.