Today, the eve of the Mini-Marathon, I've been having some anxiety about the monumental challenge ahead. Okay, "monumental" might be extreme, but I am in no way a skilled runner, therefore to me this is monumental.
Then this morning, while on a walk through the neighborhood, we came across this guy. Our little crayfish friend was at least a half mile from the lake and that's assuming he went straight through some yards. No joke, from the time we first crossed paths till this picture was taken, this guy had traveled more than three tenths of a mile in the curb gutter. So, I'm thinking, if this tiny little crayfish can travel thousands of feet on those little crusty legs and holding those huge claws in the air, I can do 13.1 miles tomorrow morning. Thanks, Little Crayfish!
Taken with my highly adored 50mm at f-3.2 with the camera on aperture priority.