So I wondered if digital infrared photography was still viable in the second week of November.
As it turned out, Julie had never been to Bellefontaine Cemetery in north St. Louis county.
We went for a stroll. She had her camera, I had mine. Occasionally we'd meet and move on to a new part of the cemetery. It's a pretty big place, and we didn't see anything on the eastern side because we didn't want to interrupt the private event over there. No, it wasn't a funeral. It was something to do with beer.
Also, I was in a contrast-y mood. It was a good fit.