The Long Road Home


I think that's the guy who yelled at me later that night.
A picture of one of Portland's many bridges, shot from another bridge.
My reading material of choice on the left, and Connie's on the right.

Tried my hand at making a cinemagraph. Holding the camera still on a bumpy train ride was tricky.

I discovered a fun way to do panning: still objects shot from a moving vehicle.
This is when I got yelled at by an Amtrak employee. Oops.
Connie wouldn't come outside with me.
Sunrise from somewhere near Sacramento.