Though high in July 19th’s sky, our waxing Gibbous Moon was decidedly orange. Smoke, high in the atmosphere from North American wildfires, tinted what should have been a bright white Moon in the colors of moonset. Ruddy or not, I love that we can see mountain peaks and crater edges peeking up from the darkness just left of the sunlight terminator line. A friend commented on the sunrise-illuminated mountain peaks, “Mons Pico at 8,000 feet and Mons Piton at 7,500 feet are two solitary mountain peaks sticking up out of the lava plain in the northeast corner of Mare Imbrium.“
PhotonStopper 