March Waxing Gibbous.

Between periods of foul weather and moonly vapidity there sit a few days, weather willing, of gazing in wonder at the waxing gibbous moon, with its long shadows and bright peaks.

Here’s a view of said orb:

…juxtaposed against a big spruce in upper Florida.  Gizmo’s pathetic depth of field ought to be forgiven, given its adherence to its mission of bringing the distant near.

Such are the limitations of long lenses, and the products of their particular parameters.