Over the weekend I took a walk along a trail I used to run during high school, when I was on the cross-country running team. It was a warm, bright, sun-heated afternoon, and the trail brought me through old orchards and hills and puddly mud patterned with bike tire treads. I hadn’t brought my camera, but the clean magnificence of sky and grass and trees and creek prompted me to use my phone camera (which isn’t very good). The photos all came out looking drab, so I ran them through some digital effects. They won’t impress any photographers, but at least they now suffice as reference photos for those landscape features that attracted me in the first place.
In one week we leave for Toronto.