koolmokcik: The sun and the moon @ Kool

Saturday, February 19, 2011

The sun and the moon @ Kool

my eastern sky at 7.30 am

This is the sky that greets me

as I reach the top of the hill

before turning left

to get to work in the morning

And this is the sky that greets me

as I turn right

and come down the hill

when I come back from work

I am clueless

as to what caused that thick line

in the middle of my purple sky

My western horizon at 7.30 pm

waxing gibbous 98% full

This is the waxing gibbous moon

at 98% full

seen on my eastern horizon

on 17 Feb at 7.41pm

This was taken in 2008, October 15

I posted this photo here in an earlier blog entry

along with few other favourites

which I snapped at almost midnight

full moon at midnight

Guess what this is

2 comments:

mamasita said...: Great snapshots! Carry on with the photography..jangan tangkap gambar UFO sudah..I will believe you for sure and will harass you siang malam!:D; February 20, 2011 at 8:53 PM
koolmokcikZ said...: thanks for dropping in mamasita

hehehe ..those photos were snapped using my handphone. wish i have an SLR.

UFO? hmmm ... now ..where did i keep them pics??? *wink*

wishing you a great week ahead mamasita.; February 20, 2011 at 11:34 PM

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