The end of a long weekend. I used to travel on weekends like this. I would go to Galway or Dingle. Now, I prefer to stay nearer home. Funny that. I’m not sure I enjoy staying close. I stayed in a B&B Saturday night just to feel like I was doing something. Just to feel like I was getting away. I’m not sure it worked. I’m not sure it made me feel better to be away. I am learning to appreciate the simple things. I didn’t bother to take a camera with me on my trips. Just my phone. “Not going to take many photos anyway.” At least that is what I told myself. Not sure why I decided to start taking them in the morning on the way home. Maybe I was bored. Happens to me a lot lately. I just start taking photos without thinking about it. Didn’t really matter that I didn’t have a “real” camera. I think this is the way photography is meant to be. Without too much thought. When I have to think about it, I get bored with it. When I have to think about it, I feel like I’d rather be doing something else.