Motorway Moon With Imaginary Forest

On my way to pick up the wean at my wife's sister's place near Enniskerry, I did a little diversion and crossed the bridge over the motorway just outside Bray, specifically to shoot the motorway, and the moon. Roadwork meant I couldn't take this route (local access only) but I shot a few frames before doubling back.

When I got to their place the wean and his cousin were enjoying themselves and W and J kindly invited me to stay for a meal (Shepherd's pie, lovely). I had Lola in the car so they let me take her in (the cat stepped out the back, luckily).

Looking at this image now I am struck by a time-lapse effect. When I was growing up this road didn't exist (the widest quasi-motorway was the dual carriageway from Stillorgan/Foxrock to Bray, with its sad strip of mohawk hedge. Now the 'new' motorway looks old, even ancient, the trees they planted grown to a dense leafy wall, so one could fancy that it runs through some kind of primeval forest, the kind that blanketed most of the country, right up to the pristine Sugarloaf's fin.