Holly: Thursday! It can’t be! It’s too gruesome!
Paul: What’s so gruesome about Thursday?
Holly: Nothing, except I can never remember when it’s coming up.
~Breakfast at Tiffany’s, of course.
After what seems like months of grey skies, the sun broke through last week, and I walked the dog through the woods to a nearby meadow. The next day, I did it again, and brought the camera with me to capture some of the wondrous, ordinary sights that caught my eye the day before.
I was travelling lightly, with the 50mm 1.4 that Ed gave me for Christmas, so I focused on details. This is one of my favourite shots of the day.