I've been wanting to take a photography class for FOR EVER.
But I always make excuses.
No time.
The girls.
No time.
No money.
No time.
The girls.
You catch my drift.
So with my Birthday money (yes @ 36 I still get the green stuff) I hemmed and hawed about whether or not to take a class.
Hemmed and hawed about which class to take.
Then came up with another list of excuses. Same as the above put add. Moving and packing to that list.
But then I told myself. I
'll regret it if I don't.
So I did.
Here's my first picture I submitted to my class. And I'm sweating, crossing my fingers that the critique is gentle.

Its all about shooting manual. And I've no idea what I am doing.