Last weekend I was presented with a rare sunny day.
That’s not quite the whole truth.
I’ve noticed during the week there are a number of them, but during the week they don’t matter.
Like many, I’m stuck indoors counting the minutes till the work day ends.
Since we’re in the middle of Daylight Savings Time, by the time I leave work and get far enough west, far enough away from the blandness that is the Chicago western suburbs, the sun is gone.
If only I had that one extra hour.
So last weekend I had one of those rare sunny weekend days.
Only one and I feel lucky to get that lately.
That one sunny day makes a person manic.
Desperate to get out and soak up some sunshine.
Desperate to catch light and shadow, color and contrast that these gray days destroy.
Quality of image takes a backseat to quantity.
Shoot and shoot and shoot a few more.
Not sure I can say, nice image.
I can say, nice light.