Frayed and fractious has been my state of mind of late so I have resolved to do some late night rambling to gather a bit of perspective.
It is also providing me with the perfect opportunity at the moment to spin some wool in a more forgiving, less flammable environment than the one I usually find myself in.
I couldn't get a sense of perspective with this though and I was hoping for a bit more foreground/background interest, although if I hadn't noticed that I had dropped the battery onto the steel wool while I was packing to go out, the scene would be very different.
Myself, pleading for my life in front of two cold irate women, whilst in the background a burning house that cracked and fizzed as the conflagration took hold, with the fire service throwing snowballs to try and calm the inferno.
would've been a good shot though.