I was traveling at night and happened to have my camera with me. The moon was high to the west, the direction I was heading. I came upon this old windmill in the close proximity of the moon.
I came to a quick halt and parked to the side of the road out of harm’s way, not that there’s a lot of traffic out here in the boonies at 3:30 a.m. There isn’t.
I took my camera and my tripod, the latter I rarely bring along on my nightly journeys. I walked around and was able to line up the windmill with the moon.
I took several photos and got back in the car, as it was quite cold out. As it turned out, the only picture that turned out was the very last one I took and here it is.
I hope you enjoy it.