I nearly typed January in the title. I think the temperature keeps playing tricks on my head. Either that or I’m starting to lose it. Each are plausible possibilities.
Does taking pictures of the moon ever get old? I managed to capture some of the blue in the sky with this zoomed in shot, but what would have been THAT MUCH COOLER is if Marvin the Martian peeked over to prove once in for all that we have aliens on the moon. A girl can dream.
As a side note, I didn’t just take the easy way out. I turned my attention elsewhere to if I could catch anything interesting in the dwindling light. As it turns out, it’s so cold here now that birds are freezing in mid-air.
Day 43, mellowing.