Yesterday I went to shoot photos just off of a highway near my house, a place that I have wanted to shoot for at least a month. Each time I drove by this spot, in the little view of the area that I had while exiting the highway, it looked like there was a marsh area that seemed like a nice place to shoot some photos.
I was wrong about the marsh, but I was able to get a few good photographs anyway.
But, that’s ok. I fully expect to be wrong now and then. I spent maybe only about 30 minutes pushing through some thick brush in order to get to the place I wanted to be to find nothing but a small trickle of a stream. I’ll get over it.
Hmmm, where to shoot next? Maybe it will be a good spot, maybe not – but I’ll keep trying regardless.