Dang, it’s hard to choose a blurry photo — ever-present caffeinated shaking makes so many blurry.
This is Chris on his bike, when he came to visit this year. We went to a huge parking lot after dinner one night, and he came at me very quickly dozens of times while I was lying (laying?) on the ground, shooting photos as rapidly as my camera would do it in the failing light of late summer dusk — while i did tricks and feats. I like this one better even than the ones of the bike on only its front wheel.
For Photo Friday: Blur.