Full moon in my backyard

How does the moon create such a fascination in me?  Last night, when the moon got up over the horizon, I called my wife outside to the deck to see the moon cresting the ridge a few kilometers away from our house.  She came out and asked, “What?”  I said, “Look.  There,” and pointed to the ridge.

Her response was underwhelmed, at best.

I know it’s a hunk of space rock, but it has captured my imagination.  Tonight, I snapped a bunch of photos of it and tried a few different shutter speeds and apertures.  I think I got, in the photo above, a little of the magic of the moon as it exists in my mind.

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