My verandah is a great spot for watching the sunset light up the escarpment or the sunrise blush the sky over the ridge.
But only twice have I been lucky enough to be out there when the moon rose early enough for me to catch it creeping up past the ridgeline.
Once it popped into the sky it proved to be a glorious golden globe of a moon, a smiley one too, but its progress is what fascinated me.
It seemed a surprisingly slow moonrising until the trees released it to the sky. Then it soared, in its element.