The other night we experienced a total lunar eclipse of a super moon. (This is also known as a Blood Moon.) I'm not usually one to take the usual photos of things like moons, or sunsets, or rainbows, or other similar subjects, but never say never. In fact, last week, during the Pope's NYC visit, I did actually take a photo of a rainbow. It was not your standard rainbow, but one that was in the formation of a halo, encircling the entire Madison Square Garden area about a half hour before his arrival to give Mass there. And then, this Blood Moon hits town, and darn if I didn't walk up to the the corner and aim up there and get this one photo. It's certainly nothing, compared with all the wonderfully lit and detailed images I saw friends, even non-photographers, uploading on social media, but I do like it, nonetheless.
I live in NYC, love all forms of art, old scary movies, PBS, and dark chocolate. I have an identical twin sister, chew the inside of my mouth, do not fear snakes, (but will burst into a Native American War Dance at the sight of a cockroach, complete with yodeling) love three-legged dogs and one-eyed cats, but have neither, and sing the 'Our Father' in funny renditions every night before bed.