Every Picture Tells A Story, Don't It?

[This photo has been sold as a limited edition signed print. The first of 17 prints has been sold.]

I ventured out today to look for a job and also to take some pictures of this awesome Croatian Centre they built in the country. It was a beautiful blue sky sunshine day perfect for some photos (except for the bitter cold wind).

With my luck of course I pick a day where they've parked a giant yellow dumpster in front of the place- I guess to remove some stuff in the construction process. I took some pics but had to keep the lower half of the building out of the shot.

This was only the start of my bad luck. On the way back, about a mile from the Centre, I saw a distant snow covered pond. I pulled off the side of the road and found a spot from which to shoot. Got a couple of good pics and headed back to the van. That's when I found out that the door somehow locked behind me with the van running...whoops.

I walked across the street and knocked on the houses with no answer from either place- even though they had cars in the driveway. So I wandered back out to the roadside and eventually flagged down someone and asked to borrow a cell phone. I called Shell who had a nice laugh at my expense. She and GG came to rescue me.

When they arrived I was pretty frozen. Shell took pity on me and decided to take me to lunch before she and GG went to Maria's for the evening...

I'm still kind of thawing out.