This is sure to give far too much insight into my neurotic tendencies, but here it is. When I’m making popcorn and the time goes off and the light turns off in the little hot box of popcorn goodness, I always always wait for one last kernel to pop. I love that one last kernel often gets there through inertia. Sometimes it even takes a few seconds. But if you wait – if you just wait – normally you’ll get that satisfying final pop. It is a beautiful thing.
It’s winter. I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again: I’m not a cold weather person. Summer is my glory time – long days, lots of light and a photo frenzy. In the winter, it’s much harder for me to get motivated, get outside and shoot something. On the very much plus side, I noticed last night that it wasn’t dark as I drove home. That means the days are getting noticeably longer and light is coming back into our lives!
Today was the grand opening of Shirlington’s newest restaurant: Samuel Beckett’s Irish Gastropub. I meant to take photos of the brilliant fire-engine-red (my favorite shade of red) facade, but it was so freakin’ cold out tonight, I just couldn’t bare to be outside one second longer than necessary.