And not much to say about this one. I’m having significant cravings for brisket—especially the crunchy bits on the edges—that are as bad as the withdrawal on the second day without cigarettes: shaking, sweating, bargaining, etc. I tried to fool myself with some vegan sausages, but I stopped eating meat because I stopped liking meat, and so the supposed-to-taste-like-but-really-aren’t are not in the least bit appealing, and the sausages were actually rather nasty, though they did take the edge off. But I still want brisket, specifically brisket tacos made with only the crunchy/chewy edge bits of the brisket.
FYI: I’ve been vegetarian for 10 months, and this is the first time I’ve felt anything like this. It’s very strange and very disconcerting. If you have any ideas, please to pass them on.
So this was a shot made largely in desperation. And it was frame number 5 of a 5 shot session. I chimped and knew this was it.
To be honest, I’m a bit ashamed that I’m back to making abstract macro pictures instead of pushing myself to get out and learn some new things. But given the ridiculous cravings I’m very seriously struggling through, I’m actually surprised I even thought to make a picture today.
D7000. Nikkor 24mm f/2.8 (@f/11), reversed and stacked on the Vivitar 70-210mm f/3.5 (at 210mm and f/3.5). ISO800, 4 seconds (AP mode). Rather heavily processed in Aperture.