Blue

It was a beautifully sunny morning, but the arctic wind coming down off the mountains meant I shivered all the way through my walk. The dogs didn't seem to mind, though, and dragged me along with their normal joyous abandon.

As I write this, at 9pm, the light outside is fantastic. If I had any photographic work ethic at all, I'd get up off the sofa, head outside, and grab some decent pics. Apparently I don't have a photographic work ethic.