So, on December 2nd I’ve shot…
… nothing. Not a damn thing, at least in the digital era. I can’t account for the slides because they’re not dated for the day taken, and my database never carried that info, so maybe I’ve shot something on this date, in years past, but can’t prove it. I could easily have shot something in digital or film, too, but never thought they were worth keeping and discarded them. So I won’t definitively say that I’ve done no shooting on this date, but I can’t prove otherwise – I have no alibi, is what I’m saying. Do with that what you will.
But it’s the slow period, and I did shoot a tiny handful of images on both the 1st and the 3rd of the month, so we’ll take a quick peek at one of those, shamefully admitting that this is cheating and I’m disqualifying myself from whatever competition is taking place. Tough noogies.
So the image above was taken during a photo outing that Jim Kramer had planned, where he also did all of the driving and navigating, and because of this, I have no goddamn idea where it is. Well, that’s not entirely true, because I know it was within 75 klicks and at least westward from here, but not much more than that. And I’m not sure Jim would even recognize it from the photo above, so I included one of the few others that I got on the same day, not too far away, of a solitary silo right smack in the middle of the road, pretty much in the middle of town too, but even the one horse died because the silo no longer has a roof and the silage is all moldy now. Someone might recognize this, but seriously, this was in the boondocks, and North Carolina is good at boondocks – maybe not up to Alabama’s level (if “up” is the right word here,) but pretty boondocky all the same. I’m a little surprised the silo is still standing, because I imagine it’s a prime target for drunk drivers and drunk driving has to be, like, the only Friday night activity in the town, but as of 2005, there it was. Somewhere.