I have never seen as many people out with cameras as I did today. At one point I saw about five or six people on the same small bridge, all looking out over one of the railings, shooting The Lake. It was kinda ridiculous.

Winter runners always make me feel especially lazy. I can’t be bothered to run when it’s nice out, and these guys are running in cold winter weather.

The longer you shoot, the more you get used to things like this, these “happy accidents.” Photos where the thing that makes it work the most (or at least one of them) was completely unplanned. It happens more often than one would think. For all the control you try to exert on your shoot, making sure that everything — the gear, the location, the talent, the lighting, the timing, everything — is exactly as it needs to be, randomness always manages to creep in.

My first update in over two weeks. The shame is so great, if this were feudal Japan I’d be forced to disembowel myself to regain honor. Luckily it’s not, and I get to keep my guts where they are.