I came home today from my learn-your-camera walk in our little woods with nothing more than the cliched easy-catch suburban bird shots (male and female cardinal, red-winged blackbird) that I won’t bother showing. I entered my tiny apartment, reluctant to be under a roof again. I went straight to my camera roll. I was unimpressed with the results. I walked towards the daylight through my third floor windows, and stood there with the camera still …
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