Such a beautiful moon! Dale and I paused at a little park on our way home from the Oregon Coast. The sun had set, but pinks and blue-greys still filled the sky. A big, beautiful moon peered at me from behind a veil of alder. I knew the moon was a little high in the sky for it to be the night of the full moon, but it looked full. Technically it was the night before the full moon.
I scribbled a quick sketch with color notes in my sketch book and promised myself I would paint it. I suppose I painted the moon a little large … but that is how it talked to me. When I was nearly finished with my painting I looked up January’s moon to find out what title it has – several, but I like “Wolf Moon” the best. I was a little chagrined to find it is technically a ‘mini moon,’ i.e. the smallest moon of the year, 16 % smaller than the largest moon of the year. Ah well.