I dream of rain

Sunday Morning was a Good Morning.

In the death throes of my last two relationships, I made a couple of large-ish, almost-but-not-quite impulse purchases. The last time, it was an eighteen-year-old pickup truck. This time, it was a seven-year-old travel/camper trailer:

Naturally, there were several reasons for these purchases, but in the end I think it was a matter of making progress towards my long-term goals and dreams -- And a burning desire to not let the fact that I was once again going at things alone stopping me from actually doing what I wanted with my life.

The truck, and now this trailer, were incremental steps towards the goal of a more outdoorsy life, not just in the camping-over-random-weekends-year-round sense, but more importantly, the epic roadtrip and the ability to be more nomadic and still support myself while practicing my trade.

It's high time I stop tying myself down and take advantage of my freedom of movement. After my last move, I built an[other] empty nest in a place considerably larger than I actually needed, to hold stuff I mostly don't care about (or use) anyway. It's also a big burden financially, and that's hurting my long-term plans, all of which require a decent chunk of cash.

This nesting makes more sense if I'm living with someone else, but since I'm not and will likely remain that way, why maintain the trappings of a life I do not (and will not) have when it actively interferes with what I want?

...Which brings me back to my not-quite-impulse purchases -- I bought the truck to enable a dream, and later the camper to help realize that dream. It's my dream, my journey.. and one worth travelling.

Shot with a 500/5.6 mirror lens. I'd like to try this with something longer someday..

Taken at the Kissimmee Prairie Preserve State Park, pretty much straight up in the air.

This 30 second exposure was with an 11mm lens opened wide to f/2.8, at ISO3200. Longer exposures would require a fancy equitorial mount to track the Earth's rotation.