One of the first things I'll do when I retire (still a few years away, at least) is take a photography course that will teach me how to capture light. I was mesmerized, the other day, by the quality of the early morning fall light, but suppressing the flash meant leaving the shutter open for longer. Which, of course, meant more blur unless I could hold the camera motionless for the required extra microseconds. And I often couldn't. Still, I've got a hint of that light in the photo above and the one below. . .
We've got almost all our kids and their partners and our granddaughter over here for Thanksgiving dinner, which we like to have on Sunday, leaving the Monday for travel back home. Bronwen, Adam, and Nola arrived last night; Megan and Rob will arrive later today, Megan carrying tons of textbooks 'cause she can barely pry herself away from the studying (paying off, obviously, since she's been picking up some impressive marks in tough classes); and Zach and Joey will arrive just at dinnertime, with Joey perhaps starting to cramp up a bit after running her Half Marathon this morning -- she'll surely bring a good appetite.
I'm going off for my own run now, then will spend as much time as possible playing with Nola, in between putting together some pumpkin pies (Pater will do most of the meal, although I usually do the stuffing, using my dad's recipe). I'm unlikely to blog tomorrow after today's busy-ness, so I'll wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving, even if I'm a day early.