Skipping work

Oh, how I wish I could have worked for me when I was in my early twenties.  This morning when I went to pick up Greg and Diana, I made the mistake of passing by the ocean,  five minutes later I was waxing poetic in their kitchen.  "We've got a lot to do today, so much to do that if we skip work I don't know how I will possibly be ready for my class on Sunday.  That said, and the Pacific being as blue and calm as it is, I feel it would be morally repugnant if we spent the day insuring our financial survival.  I'll meet you back here with the boats in an hour."  Here are a few photos of what I did today instead of working.  I'm sure it will be worth it when I have to work a sixteen hour day tomorrow.   I'm especially proud of the green sea cave photo,  I've set up that shot, lit from underneath in a surging sea cave, maybe fifty times over the years, this is the first one that worked.

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