A Lawson Morning Documentary

I spent this morning with the children at my folks' home. My dad cooked us omelets. My dad always cooks us omelets. And I always eat them. Because when you cook omelets that often for your children and their children you get a lot of practice. And practice makes perfect. So a stint up I-5 is worth the perfect omelet, among other things, too, of course. To top it off, the morning light was streaming into the kitchen, and I got quite giddy as my camera was calling me, beckoning me.

Lewis has found his way into Grandpa's good graces and enjoyed receiving the benefit of being in "the know" with the man of the house - Benefits include a VIP pass to the omelet stuffers - only he was the one getting a sausage stuffing.

50mm; (1/80); f/2.2

50mm; (1/4000); f/1.4

50mm; (1/125); f/1.4

50mm;(1/125); f/1.4

50mm; (1/1250); f/1.4

While Grandpa was busy with breakfast, I decided to play a joke on him and go outside to take pictures, leaving all my children behind, letting them all to fend for themselves, Grandpa included. Muah hahaha! I couldn't help it. The light was perfect.

50mm; (1/3200); f/3.5

50mm; (1/4000); f/1.4

50mm; (1/640); f/2.8

50mm; (1/4000); f/1.8

The perfect lighting. The perfect omelet. The perfect morning. Thank you God.