Apparently, I like explosions.
First — yesterday — I had Joan of Arc exploding. Today, a mass of spring wildflowers. Luckily, none of these things will hurt you.
Well. That statue could fall over. And, spring brings allergies like the one I have right this minute. I’m not sniffling or sneezing so much. But, my eyes are blurry. That makes things sort of interesting for a photographer.
Especially when Mardi Gras parade season starts tonight. It’ll be okay. It’s a night parade. As I said to a friend, I can’t see all that well at night. So, this probably won’t make much of difference. Just point. And shoot.
Maybe I should pray too. To St. Anthony. The patron of lost things. Some people say lost causes. This makes great sense. Guess where I attended high school? Yep. St. Anthony’s High School. In Long Beach. California.
That explains a lot.
The picture. Stick the lens in the middle of the scene. Push the button. Let the camera and lens do its thing. No real photography skills necessary.
This also explain a lot.