Like a fool, I was up late the other night taking a photo of the moon with an old DSLR camera with a big lens. I was poised with a tripod on the very edge of a spikey bush as the moon finally shifted itself between the trees, and the clouds kept a bay long enough for me to take this shot. This article made me do it, and it’s exactly the sort of thing I do these days, because life is too short.
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