There have been some issues with the blog overnight, I learned this morning, so am not sure this will post, will post correctly or will persist in the corrupted blog database.
Don’t ask me. I just type here. I am hoping our ever-vigilant server buddy will be able to untangle the wires that the rats have chewed up and reconnect Fragments properly for the foreseeable future–whatever fiction that refers to.
So here is a morning shot just before the moon dipped below the treeline out my office window.
Why does it feel like Friday already? And what does that possiblyÂ have to do with the moon? Don’t ask me. I just type here.
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Fred First holds masters degrees in Vertebrate Zoology and physical therapy, and has been a biology teacher and physical therapist by profession. He moved to southwest Virginia in 1975 and to Floyd County in 1997. He maintains a daily photo-blog, broadcasts essays on the Roanoke NPR station, and contributes regular columns for the Floyd Press and Roanoke's Star Sentinel. His two non-fiction books, Slow Road Home and his recent What We Hold in Our Hands, celebrate the riches that we possess in our families and communities, our natural bounty, social capital and Appalachian cultures old and new. He has served on the Jacksonville Center Board of Directors and is newly active in the Sustain Floyd organization. He lives in northeastern Floyd County on the headwaters of the Roanoke River.
I can’t believe you took that picture!!! You AMAZE me!!
Count me in on Betty’s comment. I doubt that an astronaut, approaching the moon during one of the past landings could have gotten any more detail in a photograph. How tall was the ridge you climbed to get that shot, or what power was the telescope you shot the picture through? It is impressive Fred.
Did the iPhone take this with its zoom?