waning gibbous

After all the wind and rain we've had for these past few days, this morning's clear skies were good to see. Down here in the city at the end of the road, we've got some of the clearest, freshest air on the planet anyway. But this morning it's clarity was striking.

I shot this view of the waning gibbous, and a dozen more like it, without stepping off my porch in the heart of Old Town.

hmmm. . .
Say "It's a Waning Gibbous" five times in a row and doesn't it sound like a punch line from one of those ancient Monty Python sketches? You can almost here John Cleese. . .