I left the house today to go to my copyediting class at Marshall, and before I got to the end of the driveway I realized I had forgotten my good camera. No problem, I said. There would be nothing worth shooting today.
Ha ha ha ha ha.
After class, I went down to Harris Riverfront Park, and there was this guy cleaning the mud off a parking lot with a firehose, and all I had on me was my extra wide angle camera on my cheap cell phone.
A good lens would have gotten a close up without running the risk of getting wet and muddy. I mean, look at how much work the guy had left to do. The high water of recent weeks had left a good layer of mud on the concrete and asphalt on the lower levels of the park.
Then I had to leave to go to the mall for a few things. I took the scenic route up the river, and what did I see but an Ingram boat coming around a bend pushing 15 loaded coal barges. I love getting that kind of shot, but my phone was not up to it. To add insult to my self-inflicted injury, the boat was the Daniel P. Mecklenborg. I had been wanting to see that boat since I met Mecklenborg back in July.
Now that I think about it, I probably could have gotten a decent shot of the Mecklenborg from the Sixth Street bridge, but I was too down on myself to think about it.
Live and learn. Live and learn.
