I mis-read the time of the moonrise the other night and ended up in town much too early. I thought I’d make the most of it by taking a few photos of the sunset in the harbour before going home for some warmer clothes. Surprisingly, just after the moonrise, the wind changed directions and went from a cool breeze to something more akin to a Santa-Anna: warm but quite blustery. The moon was suspended in a sea of clouds that raced by as it continued to rise higher in the sky. A really magical night!