What I really want to do these days are to pack the camera with enough baterries and memory cards and a tripod and go on a picture hunting trip to West Texas...alone.

The dusty towns, the landscape, the sunsets, the forgotten places, the churches.

Two words. Solitary fun.

PS:
Ah, how I long for the day when thing finally passes and we all can laugh about it.
Ya, Bu Didi, ya Adindas.
It is hellish.