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that the "perfect" time is never quite so "perfect"?
Today is a GREAT example.
Snow. LOTS of snow and yet nothing is sticking to the roads (well now there is after 16 hours and counting).
Great- I can go out to shoot.
Wait- no. I have to babysit.
Well atleast the kids will keep me busy.
Nope- they napped all day.
So the "perfect" day to shoot black and white turned out to be the "perfect" day to play spider solitiare.
My life would be SO much easier if the freakin weatherman ACTUALLY did his job. Therefore when they say "snow" I can be ready and not have to turn it into "high stakes casino" night)
Today is a GREAT example.
Snow. LOTS of snow and yet nothing is sticking to the roads (well now there is after 16 hours and counting).
Great- I can go out to shoot.
Wait- no. I have to babysit.
Well atleast the kids will keep me busy.
Nope- they napped all day.
So the "perfect" day to shoot black and white turned out to be the "perfect" day to play spider solitiare.
My life would be SO much easier if the freakin weatherman ACTUALLY did his job. Therefore when they say "snow" I can be ready and not have to turn it into "high stakes casino" night)