Does heavy drizzle count as rain? I don't know, but the air and dirt smelled so good yesterday, our first day of weather. Of course it didn't last, but I was able to wear extra warm clothes and put a warmer blanket over me at bedtime. The dogs were enjoying the cool air and played extra hard. The donkeys don't like rain. Period. They liked the cooler weather in the afternoon and had their playtime too, in addition to nice rolls in the loose dirt. The chickens spent a lot of post-drizzle time in the dirt too.
I stayed home all day except for one quick trip in to town for an errand. Since I rode my horse so many times the past 2 weeks, I didn't feel one bit guilty about sitting on my backside most of the day. I did some laundry and edited a lot of photos. I ate some Trader Joe's grilled asparagus (YUM!), some Trader Joe's minestrone (YUM!), and a few other things I won't mention because they aren't the healthiest.
So here's a question for you amateur photographer friends of mine. What the heck does one do when they approach 20,000 photos? I go back through them, delete some that I will never edit, delete several that are multiple iterations of the same thing, then I go out and take a few hundred more and get close to 20,000 again. I don't know why that "magical" number sticks in my head. It just seems like one helluvalotta photos.
Then I find one that I wasn't thrilled with, applied the new Lightroom presets, and it's all new to me again. You CAN make a silk purse out of a sow's ear....or something like that.
Have a really nice Thursday in your part of the world....or Friday, or whatever day it is where you live.
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