Supposing this image portrays what the full moon rising really looked like that evening. Are you surprised? I was. I hadn't realized or expected the dominance of blue in the image, not until I saw it in Lightroom. So, I'm sure I'll get asked - Is that color accurate? Is that what the rods and cones in my eyes actually transmitted to my brain as I breathed into the scene? Surely I don't know, I don't have a clue.
What I do know is the truth of the scene that feels inherent in this image - the mixture of darkness and light, the subtle distinction between moonlight and sunshine, the quiet of water, trees, hillside. It all somehow combined to plant a seed of a vision in my heart - so that what was there in that moment, what I saw and what my camera captured, it all becomes immaterial as I sit with what is in front of me in this moment.
It needn't be complicated; seeing is easy.