Today was a day where every picture I took seemed to be focused on exactly the wrong thing. I’d take a picture of a bird and get the trees 50 feet behind it. I’d take a picture of my wife and get the grass across the street.
For instance, this is supposed to be a picture of my son playing behind a tree. Instead, it’s a shot of some sort of holly.
Some days, it’s best to just take what you’re given and go with it.
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