As hard as it is for me to wake up in the morning (since I'm really much more alert at night) I love mornings. Take this morning. I did have to get up and go out, or I wouldn't have, but I'm glad I did.
Chilly.
But that's fine, I'm wearing a sweater.
Thick, enshrouding fog.
It was absolutely gorgeous. So I went back out and took pictures.
However, my camera is really old (a couple years older than the less-than-1-megapixel digital camera we bought my mother at the same time I got one of the original 5-gig, plain-firewire-cable-plug iPods), so it's obviously not digital. I'll use up the next role of film (I used up the end of the one that was in the camera already and I had forgotten about - I wonder what's in there?) and get them printed, and maybe scan them in.
... well, I thought it was pretty out there. The camera might just see a bunch of gray.
Chilly.
But that's fine, I'm wearing a sweater.
Thick, enshrouding fog.
It was absolutely gorgeous. So I went back out and took pictures.
However, my camera is really old (a couple years older than the less-than-1-megapixel digital camera we bought my mother at the same time I got one of the original 5-gig, plain-firewire-cable-plug iPods), so it's obviously not digital. I'll use up the next role of film (I used up the end of the one that was in the camera already and I had forgotten about - I wonder what's in there?) and get them printed, and maybe scan them in.
... well, I thought it was pretty out there. The camera might just see a bunch of gray.