Out just after 10.00 this morning to make the most of the bright light, blue sky and ground frost. Just a quick trip to St Mo’s to see if there were any deer around (there were) and if there were any photo opportunities to be had (there were).
I had hoped that Mr Grey would be out near the shore fishing for food, but as I was walking across the road, he was flying above me in the opposite direction. I did get a shot of two one-footed coots on the icy pond. I guess it doesn’t hurt so much if you only stand on one foot, because only one foot freezes at a time. I walked down through the deciduous woods without a sign of any deer, then when I was almost at the small pond, two of them ran across my path about 100metres away. I walked on a bit and startled another group of five or six younger animals who sped away fast. I didn’t attempt to photograph them, it was just good to see them run.
Walked on over the hill at the road and got a few more shots of frozen leaves and dried thistles. The stuff most photogs like me take. My kind of photos, Scamp calls them. I liked the light on the pine trees beside the path from the boardwalk and got some good directional light on them. After that, it was back home for tea and toast.
Didn’t do much else other than make some bread and cook the venison I got yesterday for my dinner.
At night it was the Salsa Christmas Ball. I think we both had a ball, despite the floor being sticky with something unmentionable and there being very little room to dance when it seemed that everyone was on the floor at the same time. Because neither of us had work in the morning, we could stay as long as we liked. We liked midnight as a time to stay until. By then I’d danced with seven girls which must be a record for me. Still to see the Photo Booth photos, but I’m sure they will be hilarious. Great time with great people.