I roll out of bed an hour and a half later than usual this morning. I am not a morning person. In fact, I am so not a morning person that even as an infant I was cranky in the morning. But, I’ve learned that if I give myself a lot of time in the morning, I am able to function without snapping at too many people. Losing an hour and a half of “me time” makes this difficult.
Fortunately for me, my hubby gets up and takes the dog out. This is due to a secret I will share with just you, my faithful readers. We are thinking about keeping the dog. However, because fostering was my thing, I was doing most of the care taking. And, since I work from home and I’m hanging out with the dog all day, Tisen has particularly attached himself to me. My husband decided he needed to take on extra dog duty to decide if keeping him is feasible. I am relieved to have the additional help with walking, even if we end up not keeping him. We are weighing the joy of fostering against the joy of being dog parents.
This morning, because my husband is now fully participating, I gain back a half an hour of the time I lost by over sleeping.
Once the coffee is made, I look out the window and decide to shoot some of the clouds hovering over the aquarium. I’ve been having fun using my 100mm lens for everything these days, so keeping with that trend, I try shooting the landscape with it as well. Although I miss the range of a zoom lens, it’s nice that the 100mm gets me over the nasty parking lot in the foreground.
After shooting for a few minutes, I decide I’d better pack it in so I have time to refill my coffee before my first meeting. But as I turn, I see beams of light streaming through the clouds behind me. Why is it that the light so often does the most interesting things when you have your back turned?
I fire off a series of shots at various exposures. I know if I stand there for 15 minutes the light will change and the beams will become more distinct, making a more intense image. But, alas, the clock ticks and I don’t get paid to shoot sun rays.
At the end of the day, the clouds have cleared and I turn to Tisen as my model. He loves to lay on the couch. He looks at me without moving except his tail. I do my best with a long exposure to get his wagging tail in motion. I can think of nothing in life that so consistently makes me smile–I never tire of a wagging tail. Then, Pat comes home and Tisen demonstrates how much he’s come to appreciate Pat by curling up on his lap. Who can resist taking a picture of that?