Yesterday, Heather, myself and Thoban missioned up into the Melville Koppies.
These photos were made with my Canon 20D. It needs a sensor clean.
It was great getting out of the house for a while (I’d had my head stuck in the machine all day), and always great seeing Heather and hanging out with The Prophet.
We had quite the sunset. It’s the grand things like sunsets. It’s the little things like time away from cascading style sheets.
After the urban overdose, quiet conversations are sobering.
Heather talked a bit about how often she used to walk the koppies with Jon. I always feel like I need to hug her when the subject comes up. I haven’t had to deal with loss on that scale in my own life, and I often wonder if I’ll be able to get through it. It’s a life lesson I don’t relish having to learn.