I had a small burst of energy this evening, after having spent the past three days laid up on the couch with a high fever and cough.
This evening I got up, made a Quiche and then tried to take a photograph of our Christmas tree.
The Quiche turned out just fine, the photograph – not so much. My attempt is shown above – what should have been twinkling lights and delicate ornaments is nothing but confused streaks of light on a monochrome setting.
I have no idea what I was thinking when I pressed the shutter release.
As is the way my brain has been working for the past few days. I am functioning at half speed and it is draining me.
My first reaction upon seeing my mis-placed capture was that it was unusable for anything.
But the more I studied it, the more I saw myself in those wavy lines – given my current state of affairs. I feel as though, as what happened in the photo above, someone is hitting my shutter release before I am ready.
Or maybe I am just delirious. Excuse me while I go take my temperature again…
(You know what though? I have grown fond of my accidental capture.)