Protecting the Cypress

This morning, during the Golden Hour, I went for a nice run.  Before the beautiful lighting was gone I went back home, grabbed my camera and sought out my daily photo.  I found this tree (I think it's some kind of cypress) behind a flimsy little fence with a backdrop of yellow leaves reflecting the early sunlight.  Even the browns and slight reds of the bark gain some vibrancy from the lighting...

Busy

Today is my wife and my anniversary.  This means that besides the little hike that we took this morning, there was no time for photography.  We have spent much of the day preparing for our big move to Northern Ireland, figuring that instead of spending much money on ourselves by going somewhere nice, we can save that up and have an even nicer anniversary in a year from today.  Perhaps we will go to Paris for our next anniversary, or perhaps the little cottage in Ireland where we spent our honeymoon...decent possibilities, methinks.

Just a Tree

Not a bad tree...but it's just a tree.  I have better things to do today than to shoot...such as a cheap, (but delicious), dessert at our local diner.

A Stolen Name

I saw a band this evening.  The drummer is one of my coworkers and he has been trying to get me to go see them play.  I finally had a chance to get out and see him, so I did.  The band is called Next To Normal...sounds awfully familiar, right? Well, they sounded really good, so I don't mind sharing (most) of my name with them.

Sweet Sweet Music

Ray is the drummer and coworker.  The person on the right is Jay..he plays lead guitar.  I don't know who is on the left.  The band did all original songs and sounded really good even though they were squished in a corner of a tiny pub.

Jay

This is Jay again.  A fantastic lead guitarist.  The quality is not that great, but I didn't even know if I'd be able to get any shots at all.

Cicada Shell

 ...And that's why I took this photo before we left...just in case I wasn't able to get any good ones at the pub.  These cicadas have been screaming like banshees every night for the last month.  Really, they sound nothing like cicadas...its ear piercingly awful.