I was trying to do too many things at once this past Sunday. As a result, I did none of them well.
Sunday was my every-fourth-week drive to Denmark, Maine, with a friend and his daughter. I’ve been promising her for six months that I’d take her on a little hike one of these times, and the weather was too good to pass up this time. As is usual for me, I grabbed my camera and tripod; because, if I’m gonna be out in the woods, I’m gonna be taking pictures.
Except I hadn’t hiked Douglas Mountain in about twenty-five years and my memory was a little fuzzy on the length of the hike. And when I take pictures I like to take my time.
So we ended up not being able to reach the summit, and I hurried the shots and came away with not much usable, and we were late getting to Denmark.
I need to learn to focus.
A small waterfall on Douglas Mountain
A small stream on Douglas Mountain