The weekend before last was the weekend of the supermoon. I get all excited about geeky stuff like this, one reason being that I am fascinated by the night sky and all that shines within it. The main reason I get so excited though, is because it's a great opportunity to take the big camera out, which was my dad's. Photography was one of my dad's greatest hobbies, and he took some amazing photos of the moon super close-up, of the like I could never hope to achieve. Maybe I will share them with you one day!
The prime time for us to see the supermoon was supposedly going to be 4am on Sunday morning. I checked before I went to bed at 11pm, and took the first photo of the moon up there surrounded by clouds. I woke up to my quiet alarm at 4am feeling very tired but then thinking this is going to be awesome! I woke my sister Willow up, as she'd agreed to come out with me. Out we went in our pjs and coats, only to be disappointed that the moon was nowhere to be seen as it was so cloudy.
So what did we do?
Did we go back to bed like any sane people would at 4am on Sunday morning? Nope. Like the dedicated troopers we are, we traipsed to our local park in hope of getting a sighting of the supermoon. The only glimpse we got was the photo of the semi circle between the tree and the house!! But as sunrise was on my 25 by 25, I checked what time it would be rising and we sat our bums on cold wet benches and waited for over an hour to watch the beautiful sunrise. The sky was so pretty in shades of pastel blue and pink.
But don't worry...
I did get to see my supermoon after all! Mark arrived on Sunday evening, and after a little research I found out that if I went outside at around 11pm on Sunday night, I should be able to see the supermoon. Those last three photos were taken on Sunday night, it was beautiful and bright and clear, and I was so happy to finally see it clearly! Doing things like this, things that I know my dad would have taken part in, makes me feel proud :)