Herself: Played with scanning through lunch, then took the afternoon off. When those little butterfly bandages started coming off, I took them off to discover a long row of running sutures were still in there. Nope, they can’t see me till Monday and suggested that if it became infected I should go to the emergency room. I am not impressed. Wrote ditty that made Marion B laugh.
Balance: Walking with camera in hand.
PS: It's National Pie Day. Check Wintersong's entry here. You will find this delightful.
There are days I get a good picture. Sometimes they turn out to be art. Sometimes they are doodles……tho amusing. Sometimes my photo host burps…..as it did with the dinghy image, and as it tried to do with today’s picture. There are days I get nothing but garbage. Sometimes it’s as if I left my brain at home….some of you will understand.
Then there are compromise days when part of the image was good. After a simple soup and grilled cheese sandwich last night, I peeked into the mysteries of Photoshop to see if I could salvage a shot that didn’t quite make it. Sometimes, even Photoshop can’t quite bring the image from my minds eye onto the screen. Other times almost is the best available tool.