Cold Moon

This morning the moon was still hanging around when I was out feeding the calves.  Every full moon of the year has a name, of course, and this one's is Cold Moon, though it wasn't full anymore by the time this photo was taken.

I hadn't even noticed the full moon a couple evenings ago, as I was busy preparing for the last of our holiday get-togethers.  Now its New Year's Eve Eve and the house is quiet.  Our married children have gone home, other daughter is at work, and college son just left for Memphis, Tennessee, to watch the Iowa State Cyclones play in the Liberty Bowl.  Thankfully, most of the last of the holiday treats went with him and his friends for en route snacking and then the tailgating party.