TS Eliot was wrong. Februrary, not April, is “the cruelest month.” At least for me. Yes, the days are getting longer. Yes, the temperature ocassionally soars into the high 20s. But it is often in the heart of February that what I think is SAAD (seasonal affective disorder) hits me. And I lose my will to post new photos to this blog.
So I’m posting old stuff. . . But, in the event that you haven’t meticulously looked at all four years of my posts, you’ve probably never seen some of these. So maybe they’re not old.
There’s something about a sunlit field of pumkins along the highway that says, “Stop and take a photo or two!” And that’s what we did. Unfortunately, highway 212 west of Minneapolis isn’t the best place to stop along the side of the road. Worried that I might get a ticket, I worked fast – pumpkin paparazzi.
Canon 5DIII 1/4000s f/2.8 ISO200 200mm
The little stone bird was purchased by my wife on a trip to France a few years ago. The bird sits quietly for months at a time on a little table outside our front door. It was the original object of a photo shoot that led to other things a few days ago. So I feel obligated to picture the bird today.