Photography is not as it is often depicted even on a modest site such as this. I like to post photos of sunsets and sunrises, purple majestic mountains, breaking waves on ocean shores and beautiful locations in our National Parks with glorious waterfall and eagles swooping across the landscape. Photographing the bears of Katmai or moose in Yellowstone is an exciting experience. But what happens in between all those events? Lots of waiting, driving, missed shots, poor shots, ordinary shots and days of nothing very special. And there are days with nothing that you even thought worthy of a photo!

I went out with Dennis Mook on Wednesday last and it was that kind of day photographically. It was cool, grey, occasional rain, and things we hoped were there were not. No oystermen unloading boats, no birds on the ponds. I shot today’s photo in the gravel lot of the marina where the oyster boats tie up and thought at the time, maybe the color is good. That is how desperate I was.

So not worth it, right? No, it was great. Got to spend a few hours taking photos which is simply fun, spent time with a great friend, saw some places I had not been before, we shared stories and ice cream and had a completely excellent day. “But you did not get any award winning, wall worthy amazing photos,” someone might say. True and I actually don’t —ever. I shoot to please myself, to remember, to have mementos of nice places and beautiful days, to spark my interest in traveling, history, birds, nature, people and places and to spend time with fine folks. The pictures when they come together are a bonus. Occasionally even beautiful.

So, enjoy the blue port-a-potty it is an amazing photograph.