|Such a delight that there is enough light these days, by 7, to head out the door without a headlamp.|
But I do have some photos** I took on my long run Sunday -- I brought the camera along because I wanted an excuse to take breaks -- 26 kilometres was a push. Could those photos count as a "lick and a promise"? I've got some post ideas, and I have a bit more time tomorrow. Honestly, I'm a bit distracted right now -- thoughts on a certain baby due to arrive in the next week or so, another a few weeks after that. . .
|Brief tussle with self: I could just stay home longer and enjoy the view with a second up of tea.|
**In this beautifully illustrated, thoughtful post, blogger Annie Cholewa wonders who might legitimately call themselves photographers and how and why we might decide that, whether we should try to. Clearly, these photos will show you, I'm not a photographer, but perhaps you can sense the image I'm trying to coax onto the page. As I've written before, one of my goals for retirement is to learn how to use my cameras better. . .