Bear with me while I continue to sift through my photos. I am in a wondrous state of rediscovery.
This one was taken along the Tidal Basin in Washington, D.C. He seemed quite determined, almost as if he were a duck on a mission. I watched him for long time, followed him, harassing him with my camera – but he was steadfast and never altered his path.
My writer’s mind imagined he was a covert agent on the way to a clandestine meeting with a top-level CIA official.
This photo is one out of the archives. Taken in D.C. during a summer trip, I was always drawn to it, but a little disappointed in the quality.
So, I futzed around with it.
I’m not sure it is any better, but I still like it.
Despite my proclivity for holiday bashing, Santa was good to me this year. He left a shiny new laptop under my tree. In the process of transferring files from the old machine to the new, I stumbled across some older photos. Some are total shit, others aren’t too bad. I like the colors in this one: