We had our first frost this morning. I left a little after 6am to find silvery fields at sunrise. As I drove I noticed the sliver of a new moon, and knew it had to be part of an image. I became enamored of the silos with the moon. It was a beautiful clear, crisp morning. Apparently skunks like this kind of morning. As I stood in the alfalfa field shooting the moon, I smelled one nearby. All good photographers know when to move on.