Dario and I were just settling down to watch some movies after a heavy dinner of Italian-ized American food. See, when there's a good deal on prosciutto, Mamma buys a bunch of it and puts it in the freezer. Unfortunately, this means it's not always available for eating on short notice.
Rather than wait for it to thaw or – horrors! – heat it up, I opted for a hot dog. Oh, yes, they sell hot dogs here. They even slice them up and – more horrors! – put them on pizza for kids. With fries. Yes, on the pizza.
It's not my fault, I swear.
Fresh salad was available right out in the garden. Bowls full of strawberries were in the 'fridge. Mamma had even made a pastiera earlier in the day. But we were all feeling lazy, so hot dogs it was. With homemade fries. But not on a pizza, thank the gods.
Afterward, Dario and I waddled upstairs and prepared to vegetate until we passed out. As usual, I checked all my social media channels to see what was hopping in blogland.
Me: Oh, yeah! Supermoon tonight!
Dario: Wha- ?
Me: Come on, come on, come on! SUPERMOON!
I grabbed the binoculars, camera and tripod, and roused the parents on the way to the terrace. They were in pajamas already, but came out to see what craziness their American daughter-in-law was up to this time. As soon as we walked around the corner of the house, I think they got it.
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Much better than getting mooned by a superhero.
The parents smiled and peeked through the binoculars for a bit, but swiftly and sensibly went inside to warm up. Dario showed up just as they were leaving and quickly monopolized the binoculars while I fussed with the camera.
I soon realized that my trusty ol' 17-85 mm Canon lens wasn't going to do it. I sighed because this meant breaking out a lens that had already let me down on safari in Tanzania: my cheapa** Tamron 28-300 mm. (I know, I know… #firstworldproblems.) Never was the "getting what you pay for" adage more apt. Yup, I could spy into the distance all right – would never have completed my "Big 5" spotting without it – but the focus was notoriously soft and occasionally distorted. Not to mention an ominous rattling could be heard inside from time to time. Oh, well.
I made sure to do my best with the 17-85 mm lens first, just in case. Then I took the plunge. The result was what you see above. It's still not as sharp as I would have liked, but then I probably should have bought a nicer lens, eh? In any case, the Goddess was smiling and the photos came out pretty well. I'm happy. :)
Seen anything super in the sky lately?
ps: Mamma and Papà told me that in Italy, people believe if you cut your hair 3 days before or 3 days after the full moon, it will grow better. Hmm. I do need a haircut…