I sit in my sunroom, working my my photos from my easy chair.
I have a server with the monitor on a swing-arm, which I pull in front of me when I’m working. The keyboard in my lap, and my favorite pointing device - the IBM Trackpoint is integrated in the keyboard. I use my Thinkpad (Trackpoint - see a pattern?) to do most of my photo editing, and will continue until I upgrade the server. Need more horsepower under the hood for these 24 meg Raw files. =)
The point is, I like to be in a comfortable position when working and made the environment work for me by adding the tools needed. I have a Lapinator Plus - a lap desk for the Thinkpad, which cools it down before it burns me up!
I thought of this as I saw the sun going down. I quickly set up my camera on a light stand - handy replacement for a tripod - but only when no one else is around to potentially knock it over. Remote shutter, sensitivity mode - meaning I set my camera for a specific ISO, and it picks the shutter and aperture.
Two snaps and here you are. The other one isn’t so interesting - I had my head turned.
Is that Kilroy? You look kinda evil! weird!
Ditto. You have to be ‘of a certain age,’ but Kilroy is exactly what came to this aging mind. Dad taught this WWII icon to us — Trish, much younger, heard the story later than this whitebeard — … apparently K-R’s face, peering over a fence or wall, appeared all over Europe in the mid-40s. The one sign that you, as a U.S. soldier, were among comrades in arms (or scalpels, in Dad’s case).