Last night we had our camera club meeting. I won third prize in the creative category. I guess I should be happy but I so want to win first just once. Well, the judges just don’t understand my art. So I tell myself.
The ones who seem to win all the prizes are the bird shooters. I like birds. They make pretty singing noises and make me feel light-hearted. But you’ll never see me flying to Florida’s Everglades so I can line up with all the others to shoot a flippin’ bird. It holds no interest for me.