Full Moon

I saw a blip of the moon so opened the curtain to see for myself. I opened the French door for a better view and a fox came quite close to me - what a shame it ran away when I spoke in my best Dr Doolittle voice. I put some food out but it wasn't hand-fed.

 Mr Flum was clever and took out a tripod and fiddled with settings but my point-and-shoot pleased me with the birch tree partially filtering the brightness. I have processed the image to eliminate those pesky telephone wires and cropped to improve composition but am happy enough with the result.