One evening a few weeks ago, my husband walked out the door to run some kind of errand. I thought it was cute that he ran back in to tell me I might want to take a picture of the moon.
I grabbed my camera and ran outside, but was bothered that I could not get a clear view. Then I decided to work with what I had. Here is the result.
The funniest part was, the hubby forgot he sent me out with my camera and could not figure out why I didn't answer the phone when he called a billion times to ask if we are out of milk. Silly man...he should know better! It was ALL HIS FAULT! I must have been out there for an hour or so. I'm not sure...I lose track of time.