There I was, coming back from the gym and the sky was a perfect crosshatching of contrails, all pink and orange in the sunset, with the thin crescent moon perfectly framed in one of the squares. Unfortunately the camera was at home. By the time this was taken the contrails had gone, the light had faded and the few shots I had of the moon itself were pretty dull. I quite like this one though, even if you can’t really see the moon.