I looked up the word ‘fickle’ in the dictionary.  I think it best describes my feelings toward my photography lately…  fickle: given to erratic changeableness.  Yesterday and part of this week I had the blahs, but today with the sun actually making a showing I am feeling better about it.  It also could be due to finding a nice picture on my walk this morning.

We had quite a mixture of rain and snow over the past few days which has the little creek down the road flowing pretty good.  I walked down to see if there was any good pictures involving the water and ice but stumbled upon this little guy.  The sun broke through the clouds almost on cue to provide enough light and make the colors more vibrant.


I need to talk to my neighbor and ask if he would mind me walking up the creek through the woods behind his house.  He owns most of the woods and I think there is just the right mixture of snow and open ground to provide me with some photographic opportunities.  I’ll have to check the weather first to see if the sun will agree to my plan.

I’m beginning to think there is a downside to returning home after a relaxing, enjoyable vacation.  The scenes around me just pale in comparison to the views and pictures I had a couple weeks ago in Florida.  I need to put those behind me and start looking for the pictures here back home.  They were here before I left and they are still here, I’m just not seeing them.

I tried a few different images for my project picture but I’m not really happy with any of them.  I processed one from each attempt and settled on an interesting railroad bridge.  I end up going under this bridge whenever I need to stop in town after work.  I believe there is a cool picture to be captured, I just didn’t quite get it yet.

As you can probably tell from the picture the weather was just starting to make that turn to the nasty.  It had been raining most of the day and just before dark it started snowing.  I wish the weather would just make up its mind and pick one so we can deal with it and get it over.

I’m going to include the other two options I had for my project picture.  The first I thought was interesting because the sign for the handicapped parking space was knocked down.  It had me wondering what the story is behind this scene.

This last picture is the corner of my office.  I was waiting for an installation to complete and was pointing my camera around the room.  I think it would take me numerous trips to clean out my office if I was asked to leave…  I’ve collected way too much junk over the years.