Ash and elm for olive trees, and praire grass for sabra. Behind more clouds than I'm used to, each full moon is still global.
The above picture was taken from just outside the physics building here in Minnesota, nine or ten hours after the (nearly) full moon rose in Rehovot, or Kiev or Johannesburg for that matter. That it looks so different is a quirk of the funny shapes of the continents and oceans, of meandering currents, of the Earth being round. Climate and ecology, latitude and longitude.
Speaking of which, did San Antonio wind up with any weather out of Hurricane Emily?
Check out, incidentally, my last luggage post. Having finally gotten around to extracting them from my camera, it now has pictures. Entertainingly abused baggage awaits!