to play with, to study, to process.
It's what I've been feeling for the last couple of weeks.
Anxious, uneasy, almost deprived.
A lack of photos.
It's the same feeling I get when I don't have unread books.
Although I'm not a fan of snowy landscapes,
there are lots of photo opportunities with snow.
This year . . . almost no snow (that's a yippee! from me).
Solution to the lack of photos . . .
Vince and I took a drive yesterday;
small towns are a gold mine for photos
if you like windows, doors, older buildings, ponds,
and details, details, details.
My "camera downloads" folder now has 70+ photos; yippee, again!
Until I get to those photos,
here are two photos of frosty leaves taken in desperation last week . . .