It was a dull day with no fresh snow: not the type of day that calls for photography. But I went out anyway, briefly. I dropped Sue off at her exercise class and went to the old railway/new trail bridge. This photo, looking upriver toward townhall, was acceptable (to me) once I turned it into a monotone.
Just a little later, I stopped at townhall and liked this setting with the barrier and the venting smoke behind it. Also monotone.
Just getting out and shooting, which I haven't done much of, was pleasant, and while the results weren't earth shattering, they satisfied some sort of creative need within.
Although I have titled this post, Bad Day Photos, there are those who say that there are no bad days; there are always opportunities. Maybe that is true.
PS: I always get told by spellcheck It is wrong to spell townhall as one word, but I like to do it anyway although I sure wouldn't spell city hall as one word. BTW, spellcheck also doesn't like spellcheck as one word.