Moon Over Nubble Lighthouse

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This is the shot that jump-started me back, not like a phoenix rising from ashes, but more like a cricket who thinks its leg is gone and suddenly realizes it still works then uses it. 

I’d been trying to catch the moon lined up behind Nubble Lighthouse for what felt like forever. Every attempt seemed off by a few degrees or swallowed by clouds. I’d started telling myself, “Maybe this just isn’t my shot. I'm not good enough. This isn't for me," type of negative self talk. I kept on trying. 

Then this evening happened.

The sky settled into that soft purple-pink you only get for a few minutes, and the moon climbed up exactly where it was supposed to. Friggin' finally! Although I was in line with about 100 other photographers all wanting the exact same shot. Some lenses were this biiiiig. I was so intimidated with my used gear and outdated base. I was already buzzing with excitement and anticipation when I noticed something else: people. In the water. In the freezing, absolutely-no-thank-you winter water. Paddleboarders and surfers gliding around like it was July, just silhouettes against the glow. Good for them! 

One of them paddled right through the frame, and instead of ruining the shot, it grounded the whole thing in this perfect moment of Maine weirdness and resilience. Then another surprise, after I posted it online, he found me! We talked like old friends. That connection, that shared appreciation of being out there in the cold chasing something beautiful, stuck with me. Its such a treasured moment. I keep going back to photo this Nubble Moon lineup even though now I've probably done it over a dozen times and with better gear. 

Since then, I’ve found a lot of joy in helping others make their own “bucket-list” shots happen. Because sometimes all it takes is one unexpected moment, one perfectly timed moonrise, to remind you that the creative leg you thought was gone is actually still kicking.

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This is the shot that jump-started me back, not like a phoenix rising from ashes, but more like a cricket who thinks its leg is gone and suddenly realizes it still works then uses it. 

I’d been trying to catch the moon lined up behind Nubble Lighthouse for what felt like forever. Every attempt seemed off by a few degrees or swallowed by clouds. I’d started telling myself, “Maybe this just isn’t my shot. I'm not good enough. This isn't for me," type of negative self talk. I kept on trying. 

Then this evening happened.

The sky settled into that soft purple-pink you only get for a few minutes, and the moon climbed up exactly where it was supposed to. Friggin' finally! Although I was in line with about 100 other photographers all wanting the exact same shot. Some lenses were this biiiiig. I was so intimidated with my used gear and outdated base. I was already buzzing with excitement and anticipation when I noticed something else: people. In the water. In the freezing, absolutely-no-thank-you winter water. Paddleboarders and surfers gliding around like it was July, just silhouettes against the glow. Good for them! 

One of them paddled right through the frame, and instead of ruining the shot, it grounded the whole thing in this perfect moment of Maine weirdness and resilience. Then another surprise, after I posted it online, he found me! We talked like old friends. That connection, that shared appreciation of being out there in the cold chasing something beautiful, stuck with me. Its such a treasured moment. I keep going back to photo this Nubble Moon lineup even though now I've probably done it over a dozen times and with better gear. 

Since then, I’ve found a lot of joy in helping others make their own “bucket-list” shots happen. Because sometimes all it takes is one unexpected moment, one perfectly timed moonrise, to remind you that the creative leg you thought was gone is actually still kicking.