I woke up this morning resolving to take the camera with me when I walked the dogs. Why? Because I really hate photography. Which is ironic, considering that in high school I toted a Pentax everywhere and fancied myself a undiscovered Ansel Adams.
The problem is that in my head, I visualize Martha Stewart-type arrangements, with color and composition of simple, little things looking achingly pretty. But it never turns out that way.
So, the only way to improve is to practice, right? So here are a few shots from my morning walk. No better subject than spring in Boston. There are more on my Flickr page.