Taken at Beerland
Today it just flowed. My 17 year old cat, Miss Henry, treed another cat who had intruded into my yard. She chased the intruder 20 feet straight up a tree. I knew I couldn’t do anything to assist her decent, so I went for my camera. Wrong lens, wrong settings for the situation. But I flew through the motions of grabbing the camera, switching the lens, setting it up as I walked back out the door. I was able to capture 15 frames, of which two or three were good. Between concept and execution there was no thought, just shifting through the motions to get the shot. I was free of the needs of the camera and just able to concentrate on the moment.