Tall Tales from Kansas

I don't ever intend to stop being amazed

Do you think I am obsessed with the sky?

 

I was just organizing some pictures and realized that  I probably do take a lot of these.   In Kansas there is a lot of sky to look at.   I don't ever intend to stop being amazed. 

Well officer, the moon was talking to me

At 5:40 am yesterday morning I crept from my bed.  I fumbled for my glasses and headed for the back patio.  Yes, on the weekend.  Why?  The MOON!  It's big and full and just begging to be photographed.  Between 5:42 and 5:46 I took about 60 shots of it.  I kept these 4.

 
 
I put the camera in manual mode and just stopped at every setting on the dial -  click click click.  It's still dark out at 5:40.  Even with my glasses on I can't see which setting is which.   I figure why not try them all?  I guess I could get out the cameral manual, but where's the adventure in that?   I prefer to just keep trying.    As long as the neighbors don't see me in my lime green, flamingo patterned,   rumpled,  capri pajamas out on the patio messing around and call the police.   I'm thinking they might not take me seriously if I told them the moon was talking to me. 

Experimenting with the moon

 
Last night the moon experiments began.  My attempts to cross #39 off my "52 by 53" list.  What you see above are the best efforts by myself on the left and by Chris (fan cleaner, cook, egg coloring expert, husband) on the right.  I was attempting to focus on the tree branch in front of the moon.  Chris went down to the basement, got out the tripod, put the camera in manual mode and focused on the moon.  Humph... one of us might have gotten a degree in photography in undergraduate school and might be just a bit more patient than the other.  Whatever! 

I'm still practicing.  Waiting for a fuller moon.  I did leave the tripod upstairs though.