I always say there's nothing better for a crick in your neck than staring at the moon for an hour. It's one of my life mantras.
Anyway as everyone knows there was a full eclipse of the moon on the winter solstice, so my husband and I stood in the backyard for a bit and stared at the moon, and my husband messed with the ISO speeds and exposure settings on my camera until he got a few decent shots.
Now here's where the camera batteries died and we had to use my point and shoot to finish it up. The quality of the photos ain't so hot, but you get the idea.
And here's when the clouds rolled in and we couldn't see anything any more so we went to bed. Presumably Satan emerged from the clouds and breathed hell fire on orphans around the world, but I haven't been keeping up with the news.