I still miss the turn onto the road that leads to my street every single time I come from one particular direction. That’s not home. South Carolina is not home.
You know you’re getting old (and I suppose serious) when you start looking up the quality of public schools in various US cities.
This is perfect: a website dedicated to curating job listings for local GREEN jobs. There is absolutely no job site better, or more suited to me, than this. I WILL work to take care of this planet in some way, someday… and I will be damn proud of it.
I am so frustrated by this picture I took today. This is straight from the camera (.jpg) to the internets, because I’ll probably delete it.
I HAPPENED to have my camera with me at - of all places - Walmart. Then I saw this rad machine with a high-contrast (I love contrasty things) backdrop in the sky and quickly framed and snapped. I thought I had a great photo I could love; I was happy and roud of the spontaneous shot and my quick footwork for framing with my 50mm prime… but when I checked later, my depth of field revealed itself to be shallow… and focused in the wrong place. ;__;
Every time I look at the front of that arm in its blurry disgustingness, it feels like agitating a tiny splinter. So sad.