Hello, Moon
- Crone
- Dec 10, 2025
- 1 min read
I know, I was looking at the moon just a few days earlier, but as I sat looking over the reservoir I was watching it again.
Of course, I was not out with the camera when it was full, but that would be a cliche anyway.
Coincidentally, there's a somewhat interesting post on Aeon about the moon.
Me, I think of Ted Hughes' poem The Moon and Little Frieda, and of a poem I wrote at a solar eclipse - how the little moon could at times overpower the sun. I was thinking of little me in relationships with big men. And my periods of power were concomitantly rare.
My friend Linda used to text me when she particularly the moon, "Look at the moon!!!! xxxxx" Something we shared. The same moon shining on both of us.
And then, the moon-gazing hare... how that image sticks with me... I just did a quick search and looked at a couple of not especially reliable sources... this one suggest the hare is about our relationship with the land, that strikes a chord! And this one reminds me of the importance of hare symbolism in Devon, where, bizarrely, I never saw one.
This post is perhaps the most interesting and is certainly the most comprehensive.
Wonderful photos of the moon. And I like what you've come up -- the connection of hares with the full moon. And I especially like the poem -- The Moon and Little Frieda.