John Hall frequently photographs his mid-Missouri surroundings, and he has been sharing his images with the Missourian for several years.
Aug. 15 began very early for this old guy. Unable to sleep I arose at 2:30 a. m. and watched part of the TV cable shows' reruns I had seen 3-4 hours earlier. After getting bored with that I convinced the English cockers to talk a long walk with me. The walk was so long, on the way back to "Halls Half Acre" I saw a faint image headed toward me. Since the dogs didn't bark I knew the image I spied was harmless. It was my wife wondering what had become of me.
By now it was 4:00 a. m. and the reruns of late evening television from the previous day held no allure for me just as watching the St. Louis Cardinal games around noon, from the previous day, hold no drama. So, I loaded up 30 plus pounds of tomatoes for a delivery I could make in another five hours. As I peered into the early morning sky I spied a bright color and went into the house to fetch the big lens. I hadn't secured the tripod and the first photo (1795b) appears to be a huge trash can in the sky. A couple more sips of coffee and I was able to "calm down the camera shaking" and see the man in the moon in more graphic detail than I ever had previously. I've never been one for the abstract and when people used to attempt to point out the man on the moon, all that it looked like to me was a roller skate.
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