This is a moon photo. I took it at about 6:45PM on January 2, 2018 in London, Ontario, where I live. It was very cold out, and I was just in a shirt.

My daughter and I spotted the moon while eating dinner. Not for the first time, of course, but  incidentally, as we chatted. Upon seeing the moon we agreed that it was full, and not of food, but of phase (the latter insight being more mine than hers- she's young, after all).

It had to be full. Look at it. Look at the moon.

It turns out that this moon is not full. The Internet tells me is that this moon is 98.3% full and in  waning gibbous phase, which is an excellent term for a moon that is nearly full.

"Tell me how to wax when you're on the wane," an old song of mine goes.

It turns out that the full moon occurred the day before - January 1, no less - and more to that was called the Super Moon, or Wolf Moon: beautiful names for something as beautiful as the moon. I will have to share them with my daughter, as she comes quite close herself.