I love being almost done. Done with the dishes, that is.
Now, I don't particularly mind washing dishes, but there are times when it just seems a little redundant. You know... you wash them, rinse them, stick them in the drainboard, wait for them to dry, put them away... Almost before the clean ones get put away, there's another sinkful of dirty ones waiting. Sigh.
Well, tonight there weren't too many to do, so I cranked up the radio and got busy. When I was done, I pulled the plug and went off to do something else while the sink emptied. At the same time I was bemoaning the fact that I hadn't taken a single photo all day, and thought, "there goes another day without making an image".
Before leaving the kitchen, I looked in the sink, and lo and behold, there was my image! A lone fork amidst the remaining suds.