I haven't had much to say, so haven't changed my journal. But after all it isn't 2007 anymore so time to at least change it up.

So now I'm going to tell on myself. I just spent the past four days in Newfoundland on behalf of a client. It was full days with everything taking place in the hotel. Arriving with a suitcase full of projector, workbooks, and four days worth of business clothes I didn't have a lot of room for camera gear so I took the 80-300, the body, and one flash, wore just my shoes and left my boots at home.

I knew it was a mistake but I broke my toe a little while ago and my shoes are painful enough without trying to wear boots. Didn't take a parka or hat. (I knew I wasn't going far from the hotel without boots anyway) and sure enough from inside the hotel my view was 140 deg of grey forest, grey lake, and the heating equipment for the lower floors. It was dark when we started the day, and dark when we finished, Wait for it there is a point to this.

My camera sat in the room on the desk for the entire four days and never even got turned on. This morning at 4:45 I checked out with my camera safely stowed back in my baggage carefully wrapped and belted in. As I waited the 3 minutes for the cab to arrive to take me to the airport I entered the weather lock entry and there to my right was a wave shaped snow drift that crested just past the wrought iron lamp post and just 6 inches / 9 cm below the tri lamps that cast a coloured pattern down the face of the drift.

It's a good thing I was alone as I will admit I said a dirty word when I realized what an idiot I had been not even exploring at least what was open to me. So I stand here before you with my head down waiting for the kick in the pants I know I deserve.

Humm maybe this should be posted in ‘fetish’ under ‘self-flagellation’. Anyway my journal no longer says ‘End of the year.’