Jeff Engelhardt
No Herald Angels Here
Hark, the Canon shooters cry
"Sweet, check out that kick-ass sky!"
Get out tripods and NDs
Clouds streak by in sharp relief
Despite the Salton's stinky smell
Shooting there is cool as hell
Disaster's only fun to see
If you love photography
Ok, the sheer mental release from being done with school and with the intense part of work (for this year anyway) has personified itself very oddly. I think my brain is used to going a million miles an hour and now that those stimuli are gone, I can't stop mentally rewriting every Christmas song that I hear on the radio. I hope ya'll don't mind.
No Herald Angels Here
Hark, the Canon shooters cry
"Sweet, check out that kick-ass sky!"
Get out tripods and NDs
Clouds streak by in sharp relief
Despite the Salton's stinky smell
Shooting there is cool as hell
Disaster's only fun to see
If you love photography
Ok, the sheer mental release from being done with school and with the intense part of work (for this year anyway) has personified itself very oddly. I think my brain is used to going a million miles an hour and now that those stimuli are gone, I can't stop mentally rewriting every Christmas song that I hear on the radio. I hope ya'll don't mind.