This photo took a lot of work in a little area. (It involved a long process to remove the glare from the ladybug with GIMP.) I’m not sure it came out great, but most people probably wouldn’t have noticed, especially at this resolution, without me mentioning it. And I guess I only mention it, because I’ve been thinking about “hard work” lately. Work is probably always harder when thinking about it (as opposed to doing it), but it’s funny how a person’s sense of hard work changes over time or even in a certain moment. Maybe I’m just older (and less energetic); maybe I’m just wiser. There seems like so much work yet to finish. I’d say, “Of course, there’s so little time,” but that might be untrue. Not infrequently, there’s plenty of time; only time. And maybe that’s a way of repeating myself without using the same words.
The weekend is upon us, so here’s to leaving thoughts about work behind us. (They’ll be back again.)
(Black and white version below.)