I use to be afraid of the moon.

true story. you can blame my dad. I loved the moon, until my dad said it was best friends with lightning. And a friend of lightning was nooooo friend of mine. nuh-uh.

Good thing I grew outta that irrational fear. And I'm not going to lie. I'm quite proud of this picture and I have a full memory card of pictures that look like this hot mess to justify just how proud I am..

It took some fine tuning and some major brains to figure out how to get the bright big moon show up, not to mention that it's freeeeezing outside. Spring?! Where are you!?