gradual rejection

Because it's January and bitter cold outside, because it's January and all the good light has abandoned ship, because it's January and the snow is tainted with smuts, because it's January and I'm content to stay inside where it's warm and there's coffee, I'm going through old files and deleting stuff with Cossack brutality.

 

And I'm finding those shots I set aside to post later. Which is now.

Done