Yawn. I walked out on the front porch one morning last week, bleary-eyed, coffee in hand, preparing to get the morning paper for a relaxing read on the porch, and was blinded by this red ball peeking through the trees. I put my coffee down, grabbed one of my cameras that was nearby, and got off two shots. Much too early for three shots. Too early for anything, actually. I should have still been sleeping.
Two nights earlier, I captured this sun spot that was peeking through this small tree, and reflecting through the window of an old building in Crisfield. It was taken on Main Street looking towards the water.
