Last night I was restless under the spell of the full moon. I was the moon, I travelled to the moon, witches passed in front of the moon I was a wolf howling at the moon. The visuals were really quite enjoyable; a trip so to speak and I did not want it to end. Boots was just the opposite, in repose. So I got up and got my camera for I, a gear guy, had just bought the cheapest lens ever (the nifty 50) Here is the result of a new lens, great fun restlessness and repose. Dam do not know why any fool, in low light non stabilized lens, hand held, would shot at ISO 100. OOPs..maybe I was just having too much restless fun
