Although this is not a Day Moon but the Night Moon captured.
Day Moon
I was a bus in the San Fernando Valley in my hometown of Los Angeles, California it was between four-twenty and four-forty in the afternoon in August. The bus was not crowded but every seat was taken and I had just rung the bell to get off, I was standing near the front when right there on the crest of the hill was the fullest Day Moon I had ever seen. I was sandwiched between the Sun behind me and the Moon in front of me and I felt time stand still and I knew I would remember this moment for the rest of my life.
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