OK, so I admit it… I’ve had a little bit of a bitter attitude about the weather lately. You know I’ve hit my personal wall when I start making completely idle threats about moving to a foreign country (Austin or San Diego isn’t good enough at this point – I’m convinced nothing short of foreign soil will make up for this sodden experience).
And then…the sun peeks through. And I take the long way home from a shoot in the city, and hit a couple of farm stands and commune with the cows, and I’m all ready to buy a tractor or something. This is how violently my pendulum swings. I came home happy, with an armload of fresh produce and a couple of random vegetable starts, and all is well with the world again….