I worked eleven days in November. I’m going to work four days in December. Things are tight, to say the least. I have a lot to be happy about, no doubt, but I think the stress is literally eating me from the inside. I feel like I’m going to implode.
When my boss called last night to tell me my only shoot of the week canceled I decided I’d go on my own shoot. Photography has always been my way to get away from it all and maintain at least a semblance of sanity. I especially enjoy shooting Maine’s lighthouses. Blogging also helps.
I left at around six o’clock this morning to catch the sunrise. Kirsten sent me with a full thermos of hot coffee. I love that woman! The sky was overcast but it didn’t matter; PHL is wonderful regardless of the weather conditions. I took some pictures with my 50mm f/1.8 lens on manual focus for a while before deciding to head home.
Kirsten had class and then was picking up an extra shift at work so the house would be empty if I went home. I went to Two Lights instead.
After exploring a bit and drinking some delicious hot coffee in the warm car I drove to Kirsten’s school to pick up newspapers to read while I watched the snow fall. I walked around Spring Point Ledge Light and Fort Preble for a while before finally heading home.
I had a wonderful morning. I’ve never loved a place the way I love Maine. Where else do you have to wear sandles to the beach so you won’t burn your feet in summer and where the snow is measured in feet during the winter? I love this place! I don’t think I’ll ever leave.