It’s been a stressful few weeks. Being at home for me is not difficult, it’s my natural state. Being at home and never being alone, however, is a much different animal.
Things were beginning to fray.
Outdoor play and after bedtime hours helped, but it wasn’t really doing enough to offset that immense weight of presence. I’m just wired to require periods of actual solitude 1.
So last night I took the time to head out for a walk right around sunset. As I was strolling out along a proper social distancing path it dawned on me, it was the first time I’d been alone for nearly three weeks. After weeks with constant people and days of clouds and rain, oh how I needed it.
I brought my Panasonic G7 along, with my fisheye lens attached, and captured some photos of the setting Sun. It was peace. The rest of my photos can be found on my Smugmug site.
- And please understand, this by no means minimizes my devotion and adoration of my family, even the teenagers. I can’t stand it when people think that has to be an either/or proposition. Stop it. ↩