But, oh man, was this a disappointing eye-opener for me. I think I need to retitle it: “Mark needs to get a life.”
…and I’m thinking of the possibilities: My favorite place to play tennis, to go to the museum, to dine out, to have romantic walks with my wife, to fish, to climb mountains, to shop, to take in a show, to garden…and it begins to sink in.
I can’t think of my favorite place to do any of these things. In fact, I can’t actually remember the last time when I’ve done them. Except gardening. And I hate gardening. Yes, it seems that Mark really does need to get a life.
Photography! I love photography! And my favorite place is…hmmm…almost any place that my eye happens to connect with the right shapes and light. Should I take a picture of the back of my camera. And just how would I go about doing that?
Okay, okay!! Don’t panic! So maybe I can’t get to the top of Everest before Friday. Think simple. Maybe I don’t have an exciting life, but I need to go with what I’ve got. So:
Below is my favorite place to scratch
Well, maybe my second favorite place...but we won't go there.
Below is my favorite place to blog and photoshop.