There are so many things to do . . . tonight, I was screening. That is, repairing screens.
Earlier, I was shooting things. That is, photographing them for listings.
Earlier still, I was in the gutter. That is, the rain gutter.
Finally, I’m packing. That is, carrying a gun. But, also stuffing boxes.
Above all, I apologize to blogs I’ve been neglecting. I’ve read a few posts but missed others. I see notices of new posts and I have all the good intentions to stop by. Sometimes I do, but often I’m in the middle of something and the opportunity passes.
Just another month or so, I promise. Meanwhile, Parrot Tulips.
I snapped three photos. Each was processed in three different ways besides my normal processing. Click on photos for the larger version.
This is my normal processing:
Here are the same photos processed in my variants of B&W.
Here’s another pass at some B&W processing:
And here’s the final processing . . .
And now, nearly midnight (or, as a friend insists, 12:00am), I stop this and get ready for bed. I’ll do a bit of reading (John’s Scalzi’s Ghost Brigade – I’ve just recently finished rereading all my novels) and then fall into a deep sleep.
I appreciate all the people still taking the time to come see what I’m not doing. I’ll return the favor next month.
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