THE LIGHT OF THE MOON

first started noticing the moon when I was writing my third book about nature after dark. Not that I hadn’t noticed it before; on a clear night when the moon is full, it’s almost impossible not to be drawn to its glow as it hangs in the sky like a cold, white cheese. The moon has been a constant companion throughout my life, but like so much of the natural world, it’s been easy to take this constancy for granted and forget to pay it the attention it deserves. Our ancestors were different. They worshipped the moon and sun as powerful deities – particularly the