The moon, a dog, a coat and animal attraction
They've brought in the maize harvest now, the contractors working into the evening darkness to reveal a stubby, brown field by morning. What was once tall and serene and crying out to be photographed has now disappeared before I even had a chance to get out my camera. There'll be a Hunter's Moon in the sky tonight and it's full of foreboding. It means that my dog, Artemis, will go a little bit crazy for a while, as befits her name, which was the one the ancient Greeks gave to the goddess of hunting. Artemis was Apollo's twin sister and also a goddess of the moon. The moon seems to have an effect on my Arty, for sure. She'll be particularly disobedient for a day or two, resisting all calls to 'come back here' after a week of being a good girl. This morning, she tears off into the copse and comes back five minutes later with a sheep's skull in her mouth. She, rather kindly, drops it at my feet. A full moon is long thought to have had an e...