Going in early + raindrops + colored lights =
I go in early (i)
I have a the privilege of a rather flexible schedule at my job. It’s one of the perks my employer offers to keep employees happy and productive, and it costs them virtually nothing in the way of cash or productivity.
And it’s quite the perk: if employees play their cards right, we can generally avoid traffic coming and going, barring other commitments.
Of course, if you’re going to start work at 5:30 or 6, you have to get up pretty early, and most people don’t really have the desire or discipline to wake up on time (or get to bed early enough to get enough sleep to get up on time), and many have obligations that prevent them from going in that early.
But not me: for one, as a Muslim I get up early for the Fajr prayer anyway, and I was always an earlybird (or mostly). And since I don’t have small children that need to be taken to school, or other similar early morning obligations, I’m pretty much free to go in as early as possible.
Since my darling wife and I married and moved into this big house, it’s been easy to get in at the earliest possible second. But starting this week, that has changed: we moved to a new office. It’s much further away, but that’s good: a longer commute will help me clean the work out of my head before I get home, and the home out of my head before I get to work. But it also means that I’ll have to change my start time to a more reasonable—if still early—6am.
As an homage to the old office, and while I’m learning about the new office and finding new things to shoot, enjoy this selection of recent shots demonstrating just how early I go in. Continue reading “I go in early (i)”
Repetition
12 Days in Costa Rica: Day 12 (pt. 4)
Landing
And then I was home. Alhamdulillah.
It was a good trip, and as I said earlier, I was glad to get home.
But boy was there a strong difference in scenery.
12 Days in Costa Rica: Day 12 (pt. 3)
Compare/Contrast, part 2
The clearest compare/contrast sequence comes from the phone…
Ahhhh… whoosh… brrrrrr.
12 Days in Costa Rica: Day 12 (pt. 2)
Compare/Contrast, part 1
So I took off in the morning in Costa Rica. The temperature, if I recall, was something like 70 degrees, and it was sunny.
See, for example:When I landed in Dallas, it was another story:
Continue reading “12 Days in Costa Rica: Day 12 (pt. 2)”
12 Days in Costa Rica: Day 12 (pt. 1)
Homecoming Day: pre-boarding and boarding
All good things must come to an end.
And so did my trip to Costa Rica. Not that it wasn’t a good trip, but it wasn’t a holiday, and I was definitely ready to come back to my darling, adorable wife.
I got to the airport the usual 3 hours early… it wasn’t needed, but did give me time to get some gifts and sit and shoot passersby. I think I did a bit better this time… This documentary photography is not my forte, really, or not something that I specialize in particularly, but practice practice practice.
InshaAllah I learned a few things that might help me as I continue the practice.