A good friend called me up the day before thanksgiving, and told me that the waves were really big down south. Mother nature was reminding us that she is still a force to be reckoned with. Because of my excitement to photograph these, I was rushing to the shoreline, lost my footing and fell on the sharp and jagged rocks lacerating the lower part of my palm, about 1.5 inches long, and about 3/8th of an inch deep. My cat like reflexes kicked in as I was falling (albeit an older and slightly overweight cat) and I was able to protect my camera. Luckily my camera was okay, my hand will heal. I found out that day that it's kinda hard to take pictures with blood pouring from your hand!
(It got me out of doing the dishes Thanksgiving day too!)
