As the Super Pink Moon rose over our little part of the world last night I realized that it seemed like such a long, long time since the last full moon — the Super Worm Moon of early March.
Back then (in another lifetime) clouds were gathering, but life was still fairly normal here in Vancouver.
Super Worm Moon, March 9 2020
Many other people were out in the early evening enjoying the air and the appearance of the Pink Moon. “How breath taking is the moon?” we exclaimed from our 2 metre exclusion zones, as it miraculously rose above the city tangle of roof tops, wires and poles.
If there is something to be taken from our current situation it might be that, even in our urban setting, people finally have the time to just stop and watch the Nature channel.
On the last few nights I noticed neighbours taking advantage of any viewpoint to better enjoy the gorgeous sunsets. The top of the local school’s “earthquake preparedness box” seems to be a favourite way to gain some altitude.
The Pink Moon, lovely as it is, isn’t actually pink. Because it’s the first full moon of Spring, it rises at a time when the rest of the world is turning pink with blooms and blossoms. It reflects the pinkness of the world below.
Our neighbourhood is in full pink glory. We’re on the fulcrum between the falling snow of the darker pink plum blossom and the blooming of the shell pink cherry ones.
Mr. Pants guards “his” corner
Ornamental Plum Blossom
Quince blooming on a neighbour’s weathered wall.
Pink-tinged snow on Mount Seymour where, in a different universe, we’d be enjoying some late season snow shoeing and raven visiting …
Marvin in a pink world
Blossom nest — the destination for this furniture delivery from a week or so ago.
As I try to adjust to the changes between the last full moon and this, I’m starting to get back to some work. I’ve got some new prints ready and I plan to re-open my online shops this weekend, just in case people want to browse in world of garden birds, crows and ravens.
The next full moon, in May, will be the Full Flower Moon.
Its arrival is a certainty in uncertain times.
May we all be safe and well to see it — and all the moons to come through summer, fall and winter — all the way to the lovely Pink Moon of 2021.
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Wonderful photos. Thank you, June! 🙂
Hi june,a time for reflection, here our island is so quiet it is eerie,couldn’t see moon,too cloudy, but then out in the sticks we’re blessed with little light pollution, fresh sea air and space to breathe.
My heart goes out to all not so fortunate, especially the poor refugees .
Your photos ,as always ,are great. My regards to all and hope to revisit soon………..
Who knows
Hi John, funnily enough, before everything changed, we had been thinking of making our way to your part of the world early this summer. I know we’ll see you one of these days — here or there, or both. 😊 Be safe and well on your beautiful island.
Your posts are soothing and a balm for this troubled world….Thanks, June…always look forward to your posts and beautiful magical photos.
A positive (if there can be one!) for me of the current situation is discovering your blog. It is always a gift and I thank you for that!
During this staying-in time, your posts are simply sublime!