I’m talking about the color in these photos. The temps in the 50s, be still my heart, and the beautiful blue skies were what got me out for photos yesterday. I didn’t realize that the water would be even more blue, and that it would look almost unnatural, it was that intense. When I left the house I had a plan, but first I asked Siri to direct me to the nearest gas station before my day took a wrong turn altogether. I was annoyed that she had me backtracking, I’m pretty sure that the gas station I intended to go to was only a smidge further than where she took me. And the gas would have been a lot cheaper where I had intended to go, but I digress. Her route took me to 6A, and I passed a sign directing me left for the Sandwich Marina, and there went my plan for the day. Photography is fun in a group, but really, for me it’s mostly a solitary pursuit, and that makes me happy when I fail to stick to a plan. No messing up someone else’s plan. For the most part I kind of like the no witnesses thing…It took a while for me to realize that there weren’t going to be a lot of boats around in the winter, so boats bobbing in the harbor wasn’t going to happen. But there were a few at the Sandwich Marina. And a Coast Guard boat sounded a horn before zooming out into the canal to do something important I’m sure. But I just couldn’t get over the intensity of the blue color of the water. And just one day later everything was a gray as it could be with the clouds and the fog. I should be happy, it’s always new and different photo ops to get you out there day after day.