After a day of torrential rain yesterday I sat down at the computer with my cup of coffee intending to bring up a map of the US and work on a plan for getting out of here. I’ve thought that the advantage of being on my own these days is that I can decide what I want to do, and when, and just do it. When I was a kid my mother drove me nuts by suggesting we go someplace, the beach for example, and like any kid I’d be ready to jump in the car but she would have to make beds, do dishes, and pack a lunch first. But these days I can get an inspiration and just head out the door, no one to consult, no one to point out all the reasons I shouldn’t do whatever the heck it is I might want to do. But no one to talk things over with, debate the pros and cons, figure out priorities, and narrow things down either. I may have gotten a sip of coffee in before I looked up and saw the nearly full moon shining in the sky above the curtains. Not clearly, there were clouds drifting across the face, but that just makes for a better picture. So out I raced to get the tripod out of the car, to get the camera set up, and get out front, in my pajamas and with bed-head firmly in place, and before I could get set up the moon disappeared behind a wall of clouds. So I brought everything back into the house and sat and took another sip of coffee and looked up and saw that the moon was ‘out’ again. And so I got myself out there again and rushed take five or so shots before it disappeared, permanently this time.
I have a feeling it’s going to be another out-of-focus sort of day.