Out shooting with Bob last night. My tripod took a chunk off my finger at the beginning of the shoot. I didn’t have a band-aid with me so I was bleeding the whole night. I was also bombed by some birds (not the first time this has happened). Ah, the joys of shooting in the city. It’s quite different than shooting people and things in the street during the day. I do miss having t-shirt weather at night, though. All in all, it was a relaxing evening.
Nice one Jen! But being bombarded by birds is good luck, right?
Thanks Brad. Um, some may think so, but I would not wish that kind of luck on you.