So I have taken a break from the shoveling of dirt to take care of an elderly, blind, incontinent and slightly senile cocker spaniel for a few days. I brought my camera with me though I’ll spare you the pictures of Chief who is the elderly, blind, incontinent and slightly senile cocker spaniel. Instead, I will astound you with my budding nature photographic skills, though ‘astound’ may be overstating your reaction to my bird pictures.
The elderly cocker spaniel lives in a lovely home on ski lake read on>>
So it’s been quite awhile since last I took you on a photo journey of the day in a life sort. As you may recall, my last few photo posts were filled with slightly out of focus pictures and my musings as to whether it was the camera or the operator. I am happy to report that I came to the conclusion that since it was a fully automatic camera with no means of manually focusing said camera, the out of focusness (which may not be a real word, but it sounds like it should be, at least to me) was not a result of operator inability.
Happily, unless you are a fan of slightly out of focus pictures, read on >>
It’s time once again, to let my inner photojournalist out. Actually, she was outed a few days ago, so now it’s time for my inner photo editor to step in and compile a good story of last Saturday’s kayak outing from the 126 photos I took. I must warn you that some of these pictures are so astonishing they may hurt your eyes. read on >>
They say every picture tells a story. Sometimes it takes more than one picture to tell a story which proves that they don’t always know what they are talking about. This story requires many pictures. This story is about how I spent the last day of summer.
The story began early. I had to be at my friend’s by 9 a.m. I try not to have to be anywhere before 10 a.m., but sometimes read on >>