The last full moon of the year falls on Christmas day, an event that hasn't happened since 1977 and won't happen again until 2034. I went to the Tallgrass Prairie Preserve hoping to capture this rare Full Cold Moon. Clouds prevented the picture I had envisioned of a spectacular full moon rising over the vast emptiness of the prairie landscape. But, waiting between the time when the sun slipped below the horizon and the moon peaked over the edge of the landscape, I made this simple picture of the unpretentious beauty that exists all around in the prairie. A block of stone, an earth stirred by bison tracks, a sky slowly darkening, and the far away, excited howls of coyotes, a planet unadorned and unaware of celebration, changing with the constant rhythms of the universe. A beautiful way to end this special day.
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