After the little ritual was over one of the girls and I headed out into the heat. We were bound for the RiverWalk for a cocktail and some lunch. I took the camera along, intending to study it and the manual at the dining table and maybe do some "test" shots along the way there and back.
As we passed an alleyway, we spotted this poor man sitting in the trash and grime, leaning against a wall, looking pretty ragged out, what with the heat and all.
As we stood there, sorta shocked, he looked up, held out one grubby hand, and croaked "Please! Give me something...anything!"
Confused, I asked my friend "What should I give him?".
Her answer..."Ohhhhh, about F5.6 at 1/60th of a second."
Hum-de-hummmm
Yoli
I will NOT do two shows a night!