The sun still shines

The front yard is small, like all of the space around my house.  For whatever reason, it accumulates trash.  This is a small portion.  I've let it go too long, and the weeds have taken over, which is more depressing than usual.  Time to clean it up before the snow buries it all.

After walking round the house, I managed to fill a kitchen sized garbage bag from the yards.  I have no idea why I took these photos, but I was outside, so I had my camera.  Things have seemed grim these past few years, but I've tried to take some photos now and again.

I heard them before I saw them.  Flitting between the slats of the fence.  Picking between the dried leaves.  That's when I remembered Wil Wheaton's words.  Good words.

Depression lies.

And I took their photograph.

F Number	5.6
Focal Length	42.0 mm
Exposure Time	1/125
Exposure Program	Manual
ISO	100
Exposure Compensation	0
Flash	Off, Did not fire