It was time for the July Full Moon. I was in Cortez, Colorado, a wonderful little city that is big enough to have decent shopping (including several good family owned restaurants) but small enough that traffic is easy to handle. Only two or three traffic lights in the whole town. In some ways I wish I still lived there.
As sunset time approached I searched for somewhere with a wide open view to the East. The towering escarpment of Mesa Verde National Park forms the backdrop to town. That would do nicely.
I found a sandy two track that wound through the sagebrush (Big Sagebrush, Artemesia tridentata) to get away from the main part of town. There were no “No Trespassing” or “Private Property” signs so I figured I was okay there.
Looking to the southwest was the hulk of Sleeping Ute Mountain. Being in silhouette it was easy to make out the “Sleeping Ute”, on his back with his head at the right and his arms folded over his chest. Sleeping Ute Mountain is a small mountain range on the Ute Mountain Ute Indian Reservation.
When I first traveled through this part of southwest Colorado I saw Sleeping Ute in the distance, rising out of the high desert. It seemed like the middle of nowhere. Of course, almost nowhere is the middle of nowhere anymore.
But back to my chosen photo location, camera on tripod.
Point Lookout is the very northern end of the escarpment (really, really tall cliffs, if you must) that forms the western edge of Mesa Verde National Park. Back when I used to work at the Visitor Center in town, I would tell tourists: “See those cliffs? You’re going up there on the park highway”. They would gasp, suitably impressed.
After enjoying more of the serenity of that early summer evening, it was time for the Main Event. The Full Moon started peeking over the Mesa Verde escarpment.
The moon doesn’t come straight up, it rises and travels across the sky in an arc. Just like the sun does. A friend once said to me, “What are you talking about, with this ‘moonrise’ and ‘moonset’ stuff? I thought the moon was just something up in the sky!“.
After some further admiration and contemplation it was time to move on with the rest of my evening. I don’t remember to what, exactly. After an event like that it was all good, anyway.
Another month, another Full Moon. Long may she rise.
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