I was sure that I did not have a light on in my bedroom but from the livingroom, just down the hallway the light was bright. As I stood and walked down the hall I could see the light from the windows and I ran for my camera, neatly packed away in its case.
Grabbing it out of its tight compartment I set it and yanked the Nordic Track away from the perfect window perch, moved the curtains and clicked once, twice, three times… One shot had to be good.
Actually all three were good and I wished that I could race outside for a possible great shot but I knew my window of opportunity was fleeting. I would settle this time.
But here it is and I remember the light…