Photographer Miles walked this month:

Being out in moonlight, preferably a full moon, is a wonderful thing. A couple of weeks ago I happened to be in the right place at the right time and the clouds actually parted for a brief while. There it was… a landscape illuminated by the softest, cleanest light known to mankind, moonlight. Rather than striding onwards, it halted me, not out of any inability to see, quite the opposite. For some reason it always comes as a surprise that moonlight can be so like daylight. As a photographer and a keen chronicler of light I should know the folly of my last sentence. For moonlight is daylight, just reflected. In that process the light seems to be cleansed, cooled, thickened. Once the wholeness of the landscape was seen, I tentatively started to walk, rapidly increasing in confidence and speed, not once falling. Moonlight liberates the night. Do it more and more, become nocturnal.