Yesterday it was hot and the same will happen today and tomorrow and oh yes, the rest of the week too. The deep South is now in the doldrums of a full on summer. Hot, humid and without any hope of redemption.
Taking an outside photography class is not the best of circumstances, but it is a thing I must do. This class will push me, I can tell. Also, it's such a large class that I get lost in the mix of things as I'm likely to do given an opportunity.
We went downtown yesterday - something I asked for, but who knew that 95 degrees translated into 950 degrees on the black asphalt? I should have. I wandered for a while but was overcome by nausea and exhaustion. So, my shots were few ... but I think my time wandering back to my car were the best because I didn't point my camera where everyone else was pointing. The Alabama is a grand old theater and there are hundreds of photographs of it over the years.
My eye was drawn by a handdrawn love note on frosted abandoned glass - "David hearts Britney". I wonder if it is still true. I gathered my story about a stranger - well, if a classmate counts as a stranger but I didn't get her picture. I think I was shy to ask because she is a class mate. I will practice this more as it's not to the place yet I want to share.