I love me a daytime moon. It reminds me how awe-inspiring this planet is; feels almost alien. I imagine it would be something James T Kirk would ponder in his Captain’s Log on his first beam here (yep, a Trekkie reference - The Original Series, natch). It’s wondrous that something that usually needs darkness to be centre stage can also muster up enough light to be the brightest thing against the brilliance of a Sydney winter’s sky. Lunar multiplicities: it’s the moon, Jim, but not as we know it.