... because breakfast today was half a loaf of fresh Amish cheese-bread.
Except that I don't feel guilty for pigging out on it, because
the shop where we bought it just exuded wholesomeness, y'know?
The clouds parted somewhat. We set an alarm for 4:30, and I
looked outside trying to figure out whether we'd be able to see
any meteors. It didn't look like we'd be able to see much, but
we headed towards Antietam anyhow. Apparently the peak was a bit
earlier than predicted -- we saw some meteors (would have seen
more, but for the clouds covering about two thirds of the sky),
but other folks said we missed the really spectacular part of the
show. *sigh* I doubt I caught any on film, but with any luck
I'll have some dramatic sunrise-over-Antietam photos to make up
for it. Still glad we went out there to try to watch anyhow.
The older-than-I-am cameras got some use this morning. You
see, in addition to the "B" ("bulb") setting, which leaves the
shutter open as long as your finger or a locking cable release
is pressing the button, they have a "T" ("telescope"?) setting
which leaves the shutter open until you select a different
shutter speed or cock the shutter again. Since I have only one
cable release and I was using three cameras, having cameras that
can hold their own shutters open as long as I want is a good
thing. And it's not like I minded the lack of a meter, out there
in the dark with multiple-minute exposures. Plus, they're easy
to operate with gloves on.
On the way home, I heard a woman on the radio who I swear
sounded like a grossly over-produced version of
merde!
Similar voice, similar intonation, similar use of her
voice, similar songwriting style (but a rather slower tempo than
Merde would have done it) ... but the voice sounded a little too
"processed" and the arrangement was way overdone with too many
silly fiddledy-bits in the high end in the background. Made me
miss Merde's singing that much more than I already did.