I feel a bit like a winter squirrel or mouse. I’ve been on a few forays of late – gathering a harvest of images to see me through the lean times. Now I’ve scurried back into my hole (sometimes this office can only be described thus) to cache my goodies. I won’t see the light of day until my next foray, such is the administrative burden of modern photography.
My plight is eased every so often as an image catches my eye – not through its rarity value but more often than not, because of unusual lighting.