Light in August

My best friend Susie and I went exploring yesterday, just looking around and going to places we'd never been. This stand of trees feels like the end of summer to me... still and quiet.

Gabi the Watch Dog

Building a relationship with my new camera... it has taken a couple of weeks to sort it all out.

It is big and heavy and sort of intimidating. The lens is the best I've ever owned, by a long shot.

In buying this gear, I removed any limitations imposed by my old equipment and I guess that created some kind of internal pressure to excel.

I'm getting over it.

Looking In

Emily on the outside, looking in. Even in the pouring rain, she finds a place to sit outdoors and just be.

Seeing the Light

Maybe it happens for everyone. When the light seems further away, when it doesn't shoot straight through to the heart.

It's uncomfortable. At least in the morning I can still see it, before the day bites like a rattlesnake.

There's hope.

Rain and Roads

Commute. Rainy day. Enough said.

Gotcha!

Meet the parsley caterpillar. This little guy is busy munching his way through what remains of my parsley after a dozen of his brethren visited a few weeks ago.  

When the first brigade appeared, my parsley was reduced to stems in no time. My first impulse was to escort them to the garbage can. But then I discovered that they become swallowtail butterflies and I had to fish them out of the garbage, and put them gently back on the parsley.

This straggler returned on Sunday morning, giving me a good excuse to set up a small photo shoot. 

Hmmm... how did it get to be August

The every-day photo thing didn't exactly happen. There are a whole bunch of excuses reasons.

My creative energy is at low tide, so maybe this will help get me going again.

I'm on the road today, up in Maryland. This huge sign is right outside my hotel window -- very helpful for people who are prone to forget what day it is.