Someone just reminded me my usual blog post didn’t show up this morning.
Well, I forgot. I was also busy doing stuff for Elle King’s new release, Phoenix. R left this morning, driving north to Wisconsin, where he’ll be the next four or five weeks. AND I have work to do.
So there! I’ll be back Friday with something. :) Enjoy your week!
Revisiting the past is something a photographer can do pretty much anytime. Pictures are memories, and I have a lot of them.
I was going through some of my photos, recalling the circumstances and smiling.
One of my oldest pictures. It was taken with an Olympus. I was scootering along one of the scenic roads outside Hudson, WI, and spotted this fisherman from a bridge. I was taken by the myriad shades of green and him standing in the water smack in the middle of it.
It was my birthday. My friends carried me down to the beach on their shoulders, laughing and making snarky remarks about my advancing age, which was now twenty. We were all naked; why wear clothes when there were no females around?
They didn’t stop when they hit the water but carried me straight in, sloshing through the tiny whitecaps until they were balls-deep before tossing me in the air. I held my breath at the last second–tough to do, considering how hard I was snorting with merriment–hit hard, submerged, came up sputtering.
Jimmy, my bofriend, shouted “Happy birthday!,” and everyone pounded me on the back before going off to other interests and duties. Continue reading
Today, more pics from my trip last week. There are a lot of them, so let’s get started!
Here are a couple photos from Matlache Island. Continue reading