Nature, what are you thinking...?
Jan. 25th, 2008 06:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceBlue sky, vivid pink sunset. It's ... quite shocking.
I'd take a photo, but the camera is out of my favour. It's inadequate, Mr Spiggot. It's quite elderly, as digital cameras go - I must've bought it eight years ago, and it was second-hand then - and it's just too slow to immortalise the cats. You press the button, and by the time it fires they've got bored and dashed off to do something even wickeder somewhere else.
Investing in a new smart camera seems extravagant, alas, when all I ever want to do is photograph the cuter doings of my cats; but it may be the only option.
(For those of you who are thinking "Yes, Chaz, but come on: the sky isn't about to dash off and do something wickeder elsewhere," you are of course entirely right, and even this camera might be swift enough to capture it; but I said, it is out of my favour. I am unwilling to grace it with the offer of work.)
(I'm quite unwilling to grace myself with the offer of work, either. Which is why I am posting quite so much to quite such small avail. I'm supposed to be reading Dracula, in a worky kind of way. I've been putting it off all day, and lo...)
(But I have just a couple of hours still to fill, before I must leave to have dinner with novelists and poets and suchlike in a lighthouse, its being Burns Night tonight; it's ideal reading-time, and I have wine and a fire and a very comfy chair. Perhaps...)
I'd take a photo, but the camera is out of my favour. It's inadequate, Mr Spiggot. It's quite elderly, as digital cameras go - I must've bought it eight years ago, and it was second-hand then - and it's just too slow to immortalise the cats. You press the button, and by the time it fires they've got bored and dashed off to do something even wickeder somewhere else.
Investing in a new smart camera seems extravagant, alas, when all I ever want to do is photograph the cuter doings of my cats; but it may be the only option.
(For those of you who are thinking "Yes, Chaz, but come on: the sky isn't about to dash off and do something wickeder elsewhere," you are of course entirely right, and even this camera might be swift enough to capture it; but I said, it is out of my favour. I am unwilling to grace it with the offer of work.)
(I'm quite unwilling to grace myself with the offer of work, either. Which is why I am posting quite so much to quite such small avail. I'm supposed to be reading Dracula, in a worky kind of way. I've been putting it off all day, and lo...)
(But I have just a couple of hours still to fill, before I must leave to have dinner with novelists and poets and suchlike in a lighthouse, its being Burns Night tonight; it's ideal reading-time, and I have wine and a fire and a very comfy chair. Perhaps...)