Things we see every day. Like this contrail. It’s way better seen big on Flickr.
It’s the kind of thing that, when you look up and just see the single white contrail stark against an azure blue sky … it begs to have it’s picture taken. Maybe when I’m already famous, I’ll be able to shoot things like this and people will automatically think they’re “art”. They’ll be from my “Minimalist” period.
Of course, it doesn’t hurt that it’s the 8th of January and I’m driving home from work with the top down on the convertible. It makes it a lot easier to take pictures of contrails.
Not much else going on here in Lake Woebegone By-The-Sea. Work, eat, sleep, repeat. I think I’m getting pretty close to the “sleep” portion of the program.