I was reading Circe, by Madeline Miller, and on several pages some ancient Greeks wait for the tide to sail away, or watch the sea rising while waiting for Odysseus, and so on. Like, woman, did nobody notice at your publishing house?

You’re kidding, right? Right?

Where are you from that it’s weird to you? I wasn’t aware it was uncommon.

As a French speaker, I stg your genders for LE sun and LA moon don’t make a lick of sense, and sound really wrong.
DER Sonne is obviously a guy. Goes to the gym every day, lifts weights, big muscles, maybe a bandana. Picture a ladies’ man from 1985 in a beach town, and that’s him. And DIE Mund is the protectress of women.

There are dozens of us! I’m a mom who works in publishing and don’t know a linux distro from a pokemon (other than Pikachu.)

Social conditioning, once again. We’re French, and it’s totally possible for us.
Yesterday, among strangers, at the local lake, my 42 year old friend was topless, playing with her 7 year old son and her 5 year old (naked) step-daughter. A 36 yo pregnant friend was wearing a string bikini around her husband, 6 yo daughter, and in-laws. It was a non-issue.
Not saying all rules can always be broken, but they’re heavily context- and culture-dependant.