Oysters on Momma’s grill. Thanksgiving, outside, and I know I’m home.

steamed

The proposed year long construction on Farm Lane – a main street right through MSU’s campus – actually took much longer. But it’s finally finished, and I now drive in to work through the farms rather than all the traffic of the alternate route. As I was driving home, one of MSU’s flocks of sheep was having supper right next to the road. All I could think was man, what a warm sweater he’s wearing in all this cold!

Baaa…

We’ve a bit of a bug problem at the office. Not surprising, really, as we’re in the same building as the MSU Bug House. Still, I wish they’d stay down on the first floor where they’re more appreciated.

buggin’ me

We’re already to that time of the year? Golf feels rushed, like every round may be my last. I wear a heavy coat to work in the mornings before the sun rises, and the leaves are dropping.

fall

Kinda maybe sorta almost yeah-not-really the picture I saw in my head. I must have seen it in the eyepiece, yet I didn’t get it. A little more aperture (my 18-250mm everyday lens is slow) maybe, with a fixed lens… Next time!

update: the JPEG compression does all sorts of nasty things to this picture.  There’s much more light in the original.

I didn’t grow up with snow. Let me be specific – when I was in high school, school was canceled because snow was predicted. Just the chance of snow was enough to clear grocery store shelves and send we SC folk indoors in case we had a blizzard!

We had a warmer, softer variety that didn’t make driving hazardous: lowcountry snow.

cotton

Cast iron + leftover ham + egg = om nom, nom, nom

Breakfast

Thinking about what happened when I gently converted the last shot from color to B&W, I remembered this one. I liked it in color, but I wasn’t crazy about it. I love the contrast of this shot in B&W though:

19th century bike