Tis the last snow of the season.
I woke up this afternoon to gigantic flakes of snow. It looked like three inches fell. I ate my breakfast and finished watching The Prestige. I glanced out the window and much to my dismay, the snowflakes had turned to rain drops. I grabbed my stuff and drove out west hoping to find snow flakes. Instead, just rain drops.
This is Middleburg, a favorite haunt of mine. These are picts I took from my car.



Once I got home and looked at the pictures on my computer I realized how dirty the sensor on my D200 is. I guess snow does have its uses. My rarely used D70 looks like it will be my workhorse soon. Time to drop off the D200 for a new battery door and some love. Oh well. C'est la vie.
This is Middleburg, a favorite haunt of mine. These are picts I took from my car.



Once I got home and looked at the pictures on my computer I realized how dirty the sensor on my D200 is. I guess snow does have its uses. My rarely used D70 looks like it will be my workhorse soon. Time to drop off the D200 for a new battery door and some love. Oh well. C'est la vie.
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2 Comments:
Wow, remind me never to go to that boring place.
"over the river and through the woods ..."
what's boring are your troll-esque comments.
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