I've taken my fair share of moon photo's over time. We all see it, sometimes we appreciate it. But how often do we really notice it?
Last night, with not much to do and time on my hands I looked out of the window to see the crescent moon watching me back.
It was behind a tree branch from our garden. I looked away and when I looked again I could swear it had moved slightly.
So shutting one eye I focussed as if looking down the barrel sight of a gun. I steadied myself and just watched. It did move. By staying still and noticing I could see the tiny sweep of the moon across the night sky. Only millimetres at a time, but definitely noticeable.
Something new learned in lockdown.