Last Saturday morning I spent some time with my camera at Davidson's Mill Pond Park. It was bitter cold and the wind off the pond was constant. I have these neato fleece gloves (texting gloves) where the tips of the thumb and pointer fingers fold back so you can more easily work the dials and buttons on your camera. Well, they were useless because I could no longer feel my fingers after about 10 minutes. I did get back in the car twice to warm up and I persevered. I was on a mission...I needed material for my blogs, I wanted to practice some HDR photography, and I wanted to clear my head. The latter being the most important.
|Shades of gray and brown.|
And then two gun shots rang out. Someone was hunting where they shouldn't be. It was time to leave.