This evening, I was sitting in the front yard writing and suddenly I looked up and saw the tree branches silhouetted against the blue sky, the setting sun casting a golden glow over everything. And I thought that it would make a great picture, so I grabbed the camera and took a few quick shots. The above one is my favorite.
Sometimes, like today, photography seems like something I could pursue. But most of the time, I say, leave it to those who don't have a stronger ambition to become a best selling author.