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January 29th, 2010
for the better part of two weeks after Colin & Lisa’s wedding, I spent most of my free time culling through and processing those photos. so after that, my camera and i needed to take a break from one another…ok actually, I had no real desire to ever shoot or process another photo. but my muse is back now, and my camera and I are joyfully reunited as constant companions once more.
Here’s what we’ve been doing lately.
Yesterday it was very cold. I wanted to go out and take photos at lunch, but I got about this far outside of my building (~40 feet), snapped a few photos, realized my face and fingers were starting to lose feeling, and went back inside, my desire to photograph things still unsatiated.
But i like this picture. Funny story: The little dark man way at the end of the bridge is actually a friend of mine (which I did not know as I was taking the picture.) I was about to head inside when he ran past me, yelling “Hey Britnizzle!” I said hey back, and I was a little bit weirded out, but then he yelled over his shoulder, “I gotta catch the bus!” and it made more sense.
Aaron, thank you for being slightly late for the bus. My photo wouldn’t be awesome without little dark you at the end of it.
Self-portrait….this is what I do a lot right now. work. and this is where I do it–my chair in the corner. or sometimes, my bed. (but lately that has resulted in falling asleep mid-project, and that’s not a good thing)
work is a winter thing.
in summer, i’ll get to play with the horses all evening instead. and sip wine on the back deck while the sun sets. yay.
Got more hay this week. My barn is full to the tippy-top. Hay, lights, and rafters make me happy. If it wasn’t so darn cold out I’d take a good book and spend an evening sitting on top of my hay pile reading. Hay bales are actually quite comfy you know–moderately firm with just the right amount of sproinginess.
Artistic? Ridiculous? You decide.
Isn’t he handsome? He’s such a good dog.
He can be handsome when he wants to, but these days he just wants to be weird and annoying. That’s mostly my fault because I don’t spend enough quality time with him.
We’ll spend quality time in the summer. When it’s not -2 out.
This is how it goes all winter: Max eats Jezebelle, who stands there and ignores him.
But then she gets annoyed and strikes back.
And this mare mostly just watches.
She thinks they are silly.
{but she is silly too}
goodnight, moon.
