I am writing this to distract myself from the fact that one minute ago, while trying to delete a particular song from my gospel playlist, I deleted the entire playlist - 3 hours of edited and painstakingly arranged songs (and, yes, I know 3 hours is excessive - but it is whittled down from 9+ hours of gospel music - and, honestly, the playlist was at the point where I really felt I couldn't get rid of any other songs because I would miss them so). So that playlist? Gone. Gone, gone, irretrivably gone. And I'm going to have to go to work in 5 minutes, so it isn't like I can recreate it until this evening. Disgusting.
So anyway, this post is to make me feel like I accomplished *something* this morning. I got to do a little practicing on fountains yesterday (much to Teddy's dismay - he loathes my camera. Truly - he has an irrational fear of it - all I can hope is that familiarity will cause my high-maintenance pup to become contemptious rather than terrified). Anyway, my nifty cool camera can take pictures of water in two ways - as individual droplets and as a flowly pureness (and everything in between). But here are the extremes from my playtime yesterday. I can't decide which method I like better.
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