Well, I don’t usually toot my own horn.  Actually, I don’t do it all.  I walk around with my high powered behemoth and I think to myself “how do these photos turn out the way they do?”  I mean honestly, I don’t spend a lot of time composing or deciding on anything.  I just kind of snap, snap, make sure the exposure is OK and keep snapping.

Of the sounds that make me happy in the world, there is the gentle lilt of a Scandinavian accent and the sound of me stepping the door after a hard day out in the battlefield that make me happy.  Throw in there the sound of the camera clicking.  I swear I keep my finger on the button just to hear it go off again and again.  Joy.

Anyway, such was the case with this set of photos.  I stood there, I thought “this is cool” and I kept shooting until I got what I wanted.  I got what I wanted:

I get what I want.