Still, I’m rather fond of lens flare. Whatever happens is exactly what I planned.
I’m still puttering around with my phone/camera. And last evening, the light was just right for the Shrine in Northeast DC.
I’m still mulling over whether to go ahead with the crazy Tokyo trip the week before Christmas. I’ve reserved a room at my second-favorite Tokyo hotel. My first favorite is too outrageously expensive — especially when the second-favorite is literally across the street.
Most likely, as long as I’m physically able, I’ll make the trip. Because looking back, I have far more regrets of omission than regrets of commission.
A lot of looking back happens when you are somewhere between 80 and dead.