When I go running I don't bring a camera because, you know, running. But on the weekends when I do some dog walking (we'll call him Mr. B for his anonymity) I have pockets, and am not running, so I bring the camera.
I originally just meant to take a shot of the many signs that tell people what is not allowed on the running track (not that they think that applies to THEM) but it was just about sundown and things were looking so pretty I just couldn't stop.
Then of course when it really got dark and the moon was out...
Probably needless to say but I also managed to get lost because it was dark and my uncanny sense of direction was in full force. *sigh* I was thankful to have a dog with me who does know where he is and I don't think he minded that our walk went a little long because of it. And neither did I.
Basil on the other hand is not thrilled with my coming home smelling of other dogs. It's unseemly. Apparently.
Though as I told him: if you won't walk with me, I'll find someone who will.
Yeah. I know. I need to get out more.