In spite of yesterday's failings I once again find myself wandering the local beaches in search of photographs. It's raining. I am drawn to the distant crack in the clouds. There is something hypnotic about it all. I start thinking in short sentences.
Once the sun gets under the cloud then it's a dead cert for striking images that only the most clumsy shooter can make a mess of. Next week we have low tides. Maybe more seascapes. Possibly a different location. More short sentences...
24-70mm f/2.8 AF-S Nikkor. 1/250 second at f/8. Matrix metering. +1.67 EV compensation. ISO 200
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