I’m still figuring out how does photography, and I’m just playing around with some pictures I took of the city last month when Pup and I went to Coronado. We went down there after the incident with my neighbor to get me out of the apartment and help me calm down. Ironically, for such a horrible day, it was the perfect evening of clear skies for taking some pictures of the city. I’d been waiting for a day that clear for months, since every other time we’ve gone down there it had been overcast and the pictures looked grey and murky, with the city lights reflecting off the clouds.
I think that this night, the Universe was throwing me a bone, considering it was the start of some heinous BS.
Honestly, I could use another bone, right now. But since a new one isn’t an option at the moment, I’ll chew on this one a bit longer.