Over Under
Despite its brevity, February has been a hard month and the last week left me angry, frustrated and exhausted by the time Friday rolled around. By Sunday I’d had almost everything sorted out as well as a delightful day spent with Jen, but there was nothing to help the exhaustion, although watching the USA/Canada hockey match counted a great deal towards relaxation. Mostly.
All of which would be undone by the Academy recital I had to shoot last night, keeping me up and out until around 11 at night. Not fun. So I’d get a cab, hop it home and crash out the instant the door closed, right?
Well my cab karma wasn’t exactly up to snuff so I wandered my way downtown and damn me for a photographer, but I kept seeing things that would make great shots. Stand like so, angle like that wait for the light to change and…
But I was tired and had those Frost-ian miles to go before I could sleep, so the camera stayed in the bag. I was going home and I would sleep.
Until I walked over I-5, spotted the transit construction going on beneath me and, so help me, I stood there for a good five minutes waiting for the highway traffic to be just right for a long-ish hand held exposure.
Then I went home.
Good night, Seattle.
