A late start this morning brought me the moonset through the bare maple across the street. The lingering, thin clouds made it look like something from a horror movie, and I thought it’d make a good picture. No way the iPhone could handle it, so I went back in and got the big boy camera with the new lens and the tripod. I had a little time to futz with it while the car warmed up and defrosted. Ultimately, the results were unsatisfying. Even at f/1.4, the computer decided it needed a sixth of second to get enough light, which was long enough for the moon to get lost in the wash of the clouds. Fooling with the ISO and the aperture and whatever else I could move with my rapidly numbing fingers got me no closer.
