Today's WIP (above) was taken at 7:31 am. Yesterday's evening WIP (below) was taken at 4:42 pm.
Apart from the lighting they're almost the same picture! How utterly.... boring.
I need to get more creative with Camera. I blame the cold. I flee from it like it's a charging bull. It's 7° out there. 7! Calm winds, thank the powers, 66% humidity, with a completely clear sky. Brrr doesn't do it justice! So much for the weather.
--FUSILLADE--
Word of the day... fusillade. It means - 1. a discharge or outpouring of anything, such as 'a fusillade of questions'. 2. a simultaneous or continuous discharge of firearms. I am unfamiliar with #2 and I feel very lucky in that respect, however, I think #1 has become an apt description of the Front Porch Report as it has become an fusillade of nonsense.
I want coffee. I don't know why. But I want coffee.
May Love and Happiness be yours throughout the day, my very much loved Travelers of this very much loved Universe! It's brighter because your in it!
