*runs around frantically*

One of those days.

After work I took a bunch of photos.
Bleh.
After dinner I took a bunch of photos.
Bleh.
At nine I was still running around the house, photographing everything in sight ... and failing to get anything usable. Even the cats, normally totally bribeable with treats, didn't want to have anything to do with me. The fact that I was yelling could have had something to do with that.

So here's a butterfly. It was bracing itself to not get blown away by the heavy winds we had earlier. I was clicking away, hoping it would open its wings while I did. Nothing. I was hoping we'd get some rain too. Again, nothing.

One of those days.