This was shortly after my initial ankle injury but before I was really taking it seriously; it was sprained at this point, but not really painful to walk on, so walk I did. It was later that week that everything came undone and I went to the doc for the initial consult.
Another three photos. I just spent the better part of half an hour trying to salvage a pano of a beautiful Jaguar I saw in Berkeley, an XK 140 of unknown but probably 1950s vintage. After spending all that time on it (playing with software is wonderfully soothing if not productive), I took a mental step back, looked at it, realized it wasn’t really saying anything worthwhile, just a shiny thing parked on the curb, and so I axed it. You’re welcome.
Some photos from last May that I didn’t want to disappear down the memory hole.
Like I said <a href=”https://twitter.com/photomattmills/status/1172295823629008896”>on Twitter</a>, I’ve declared backlog bankruptcy. These are from last weekend, in and around and on the way to Yosemite National Park.
I’ll probably just post photosets that I like from what I’ve got? like, the edits from what was in the camera got me about 90 photos, but that’s not a ton of actual posts. I also saved the older edits, so I can dip into those if I want.
Looking at the photos i’ve taken recently: I’ve got my work cut out for me, getting ready for New York. Out of practice. Too much time spent convalescing. It’ll come back.
File this entry in the same place as the last one; utterly mundane wonders, or maybe astounding normalcy. I’m sure in the right circles, the Tokyo subway/train system is justly famous and known. The experience of it, even when a bit exhausted and yeah, a little tipsy, is quite impressive. I think for some reason we changed trains twice on this trip? seems like it should have been a straight shot, but it’s possible we wandered a bit underground and gotten on the wrong place. Or perhaps I’m looking at the sequence wrong.
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