After crawling back out of a black hole with Jen’s help last week, I’ve been wanting to take some pictures and think creatively again. Unfortunately, two of the places I wanted to shoot at did not lend themselves to photography this morning. A few days ago I walked through the southern section of Canton, over by Brewer’s Hill, and found some streets I’ve never seen before. I also drove up Broadway north of Fell’s Point, with the goal of parking and shooting some of the storefronts and people I saw there. What I found didn’t excite or inspire me, however—the Canton area had some interesting subjects, but the Broadway area was not speaking to me. Perhaps I’ve worn out my particular area of town; perhaps I wasn’t awake enough to see some of the natural character present this morning. Whatever the cause, I haven’t used my camera in a week and I’m beginning to worry about that.

I got a nice email from a guy in Texas this afternoon who is considering buying a Scout that almost exactly resembles mine- same color, style, and interior appointments. His Scout doesn’t have any visible rust, however. Sigh.