I arrived at work on Monday and opened my laptop to find a pretty crack in the corner of the screen. As of right now, Solo Photo Book Month is on hiatus, at least until I purchase a new machine. :[

Mariah helped out with the water hose and positioning - putting a mist behind the leaf scattered the light in a really lovely manner.

Leaves falling…what does it symbolize beyond something falling? To me, not much. Symbolism and hidden messages I will certainly try for in my landscape and infrared work, but detail work like this I attempt for the sheer joy of shooting it.

Tomo will be awesome. Beautiful photo. Damn dog won’t stop whining. We’ve fed him. My head hurts. Crap song, put on some country. Ooh, Google for leaks! Shit, dishes. I’m going to strangle the dog. He’s outside, what more does he want?! Possibly plausible, although the aesthetics don’t feel right. Too elaborate. Is this working? Dishes! Shit! God, rock. Something lighter. Better. Did I finish the spreadsheet for the meeting? Yes. lol. Losing. Dammit, new game! Be good, Merry. …and the Ibuprofen kicks in. Much better. Stand here beside me in the crumbling hall. Meow to you too, Scout. Dammit Bailey, don’t drink all the water. Hope Caira’s asleep. One photo a day? lol, a blog post a day? I give it a week. Bald face feels good, I look strange though. Uhm. Class.