I didn't bring my tripod, which Mark was probably grateful for.
Apparently, I took some accidental photos. I vaguely remember playing with a black-and-white setting on the camera, but I don't remember these particular shots. I think I was hurrying to catch up to Mark, who had kept walking while I was trying to get the perfect shot. They're very arty.
I like the foggy days for the sense of mystery they bring, and the muffling blanket of silence that drapes over everything. On they days where the balance of sunlight and fog is just right, I like the way trees and fences and flagpoles and flying birds have their masses extend into some shadow dimension -- as if your sense of vision had expanded into a hitherto unforeseen direction in space and time.
When the grey days (and rain) extend to weeks, all I want to do is hibernate.
On the gym front: Went to the gym Thursday and did the new aerobic routine. I've managed to put together a gym mix, which I need to tweak a little because some songs are just a little too fast. Alas, the streaming service I use doesn't list the beats per minute, so I'm having to do things by ear. It's weird not being able to hear anyone else or clinking of weights with my head earbuds... even without music playing not much outside noise gets in. I'm thinking I might alternate earbud-free days just so I don't feel so anti-social.
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