Wolf Moon

The Wolf Moon and the onset of winter signifies a time of bone coldness and quiet on a night in rural Maine. The roads are deserted. If you are passing by, windows in the houses are like opaque, dark, blank eyes and one light shines in the back where folks retreat to the warmth of a wood stove. If you are lucky, and the weather is clear, branches weave delicate patterns across the yellow disk that is the Wolf Moon. It is a time rich with mystery and eerie shadowy shapes as creatures venture out into the night. Their tracks are visible in the morning.

The best way to capture a full moon is with a long exposure and tripod, so, of course, I didn't do that. The series was created with a macro lens, portrait setting and flash!

We celebrated the last full moon supper of the season in cheery warmth at Salt Water Farm in Lincolnville, Maine.

To Start ~

Sea Urchin in its Shell

First Course ~

Potato Gnocchi, Lobster, Cream, Tarragon

Second Course ~

Maine Shrimp, Garlic Toasts, Pecorino, Bibb Lettuce

Third Course ~

Poached Codfish, Green olives, Fennel, Saffron, Tomato Conserva

To Finish ~

Cinnamon Rice Pudding, Cara Cara Oranges, Medjool Dates, Wildflower Honey

We say our farewells with promises to meet again in spring. Outside, the moon shines brightly over Penobscot Bay and we start the long drive home.