Morning Blur

I've been reading a ton about how to be good at taking pictures. And when I say a ton I mean a ton. Because it weighs that much. In my head.

Here's what I've learned. Bad eyesight + morning = morning blur. This is handy when you don't want to see the clock, or the dog, or the laundry early in the day. But it can be overwhelming with half a million photo terms floating.         just.          beyond.           your.            reach.

The other morning I woke up and saw morning blur in the blankets scrunched up next to my face. And then I saw morning blur in the crammed bookshelves a few feet away. And then I saw.....a perfectly focused little patch of comforter pattern somewhere in between the two. What?!?! I looked at the bookshelves. Now back to the clear patch. Now back to the blanket. Now back to the clear patch...

And then I saw them.

Words. Just words. Words like aperture, focal distance, depth-of-field, and exposure value. Words. Floating effortlessly in little circles round my head. Like chirpy cartoon birds when you've been been knocked out cold.

You should know those cartoon birds don't chirp. They taunt. I'm just sayin'.

Illustrative photos below. And proof that I haven't completely abandoned these wedding pics to blog.