As a general rule I spend most of my time looking straight ahead … or maybe down if I don't want to trip over something … but every now and then something motivates me to look up. It could be a beautiful sunrise… though that's pretty rare because I'm definitely not known as an early riser. It could be a sunset … which is much more likely given that it occurs at a much more sociable hour. A dramatic lightning storm is sure to get me looking skyward … as is a beautiful starry night sky. Sometimes you can get lucky and have both at once.
Last night … as if celebrating the first evening of the year … Mother Nature was putting on a particularly spectacular light show. Of course I couldn't resist the temptation of trying to capture a shot. It's really not that easy … it takes time … and luck … loads and loads of luck. Unless of course there is actually a skill to it … but I haven't discovered the skill … I just take masses of pictures and hope for the best.
Usually I end up with absolutely nothing worthwhile … and last night these were the best of a bad batch.
But then sometimes with all this looking up and clicking madly you manage to catch more than you bargained for … freaky!
Now I must admit that my OCD brain is finding it mightily disturbing that my years worth of photos do not end neatly within week 52. Instead they shall overhang week 52 and dangle disturbingly into week 53. This is particularly troubling to me … as we all know that a year has 52 weeks in it! I'm sure that it must have something to do with the fact that week 1 did not contain a full weeks worth of photos .. and probably has something to do with what days of the week the year ends and begins on. If my brain and belly weren't so full of ham and chocolate and Christmas cheer I would probably try to work it out … but it is … so instead I shall settle on the couch in another food coma … and think about the ins and outs of that some other time.
In the meantime I merrily present you with my second last, but 52nd week of photos …
Day 355: Sydney remembers the victims of the Sydney Siege.
Day 356: Buster was here.
Day 357: Starlight, star bright … first star I see tonight .
Day 358: It's Christmas Eve … and we're as ready as we'll ever be.
Day 359: Merry Christmas to my Boys.
Day 360: Buster wants in on the portrait action.
Day 361: Selfie … minus selfie stick!!
PS. I'm still undecided as to whether I should continue my photo a day project next year. I'm so indecisive … help … what do you think? Keep going? Or retire gracefully?