All of a sudden (due to the time change) it is dark enough to see the moon rise when it does so at 4:18pm. Native Americans kept track of the seasons by, among other things, giving names to the full moons. The November Full Moon is called the Beaver Moon because it signaled that it was time to set beaver traps before the swamps froze, to ensure a supply of warm winter furs.
I'm not into furs so if I were naming moons this one would be called The Flannel Sheets Moon as it signals the time to change over to the warmer, cozier flannel sheets.
5 comments:
Totally amazing photo. Really captures the feel of twilight on a fall evening. Hats off to you!
Wow, this is a great shot. I saw this moon rise here in Arizona on Sunday evening, but nothing as dramatic as this scene.
What a stunning shot!
Darn! It's time to put out those traps again. I almost forgot.
Thanks everyone. Don't worry, B Squared, you probably don't need a fur coat to often in Ft. Lauderdale.
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