Unlike quite a few people around the place, I haven't been moaning about the weather in the slightest. Until now.
It's not just the sunny days I'm missing for the best kiting photos but also the clear nights for shooting the infinite skies. But ropey conditions mean we just adapt and use what we're given.
So here's me adapting rather than moaning.
I'm devoid of anything interesting to share at the moment, partly because I want to keep plans to myself, partly because I haven't really taken any new photos in the last two weeks since the ridiculous 10k Saturday.
The end of full time finance sector employment draws ever closer and I feel a mix of excitement and soiling of underwear as the safety net is soon to be ditched. Hopefully forever.......
Yeah. Your average Saturday. Er, no.
3 hours, 1 kite, 4 cameras, a mountain of photos. No suncream. Panda eyes. A burnt noggin. And hopefully a happy client once I've waded through the many GBs of image files.
Light painting with Mr Subzero's 350Z. A friendly visit from the on-duty police dog handler wondering what is going on. A hot accident (arm of coat on fire). Secondary police fly-by.
An interesting day!