Day 325 – When the moon hits your eye
We have a couple of cold fronts coming our direction, but there was a promise of a clear sky this morning so we were up before the crack of dawn in hopes of one of “those” sunrises.
I completely forgot about the full moon.
We headed back up to the top of the parking garage that we were on last night.
I watched as the fog got thicker and thicker on the Willamette River afraid that I got up for nothing, but stood out in the 29° weather and waited.
How on earth do you keep your hands warm? I was layered and warm but I was pretty sure after about an hour and a half of watching that my hands were going to exit stage left. Even with thin gloves on, they were frozen.
I did crawl back into the car for awhile waiting for the not so amazing sunrise to warm up.
Apparently red sky at morning doesn’t apply to cold fronts because this is the best I could wrangle for the eastern sky.
This is a five-exposure HDR pano of the Salem skyline.