Browzin Around

It's a rare occasion that I'm without my little Sony digi-cam. It may be held together with Scotch tape and have some serious scratches on the lens, all of them earned. But I'll bet I've taken close to 2000 photos this year. From the time we got on the road from Nevada to Georgia, up until last night when I took some shots of the beautiful dinner we pulled together from left-overs.

It's been fantastic photographing the changing landscape, the subjects that present themselves almost daily, and of course my canine with each passing month. There have been bugs and bees and bark and trees, fungi, cattle, webs, nests...and so much more. Way too many photos to put on a blog or even print out. One of these days, I'll put them all in a flash show of some kind and maybe post them somewhere. You'd think the scenery around here would all start to look the same day in and day out. Waking up with that same old oak tree that's been standing there for over 100 years. And it does stay the same in that respect, but at the same time, it's constantly changing, and beautiful to watch. I'm so glad to have had the camera, such as it is.

Even my critters are changing every day. Ms. Dusty's breath gets worse every month, and Ms. Roman has lost all signs of puppydum. We won't discuss my personal changes. Not in this post anyway.

Here we are at Christmas already. In Vegas this time of year always meant to me that summer wasn't far off. Sis says we still have plenty of winter left here though, and I'm looking forward to it. Happy Holidays Everyone.

If Looks Could Kill....

How do they learn expressions like this? It's priceless, totally not contrived or with affect. Right from the core of their little mini-beings, kids are amazing photographic subjects. But you have to wonder, who is she watching to get that look down sooo well? Hmmm? Or this little moment of 2 year-old reflection. Where oh where does this come from? Is it organic? Would she know to do this even if she never saw another in her species do it? Is it instinctual? Hereditary? Or is it environmental, and if so, it begs the question once again, whooo is she emulating?

If this were a close-up, it would be amazing. The look on his face appears to be that of pure bliss. To be riding and steering a "cool-car"? To drive it the whole length of the long, green acre? And Back? With Daddy? Ohhhh Man! This is living, people!

Pin-Up Girl Goes Country!
I love photos that capture life and people in the act of being themselves! Candid shots that resonate on some level, like a look or glance between two people who know each other very well. Every picture tells a story of a thousand words, don't it? My "good" glasses, tweaked to an unrecognisable mass of twisted metal, they barely stayed on my nose to begin with. Now, I have to kind of prop them up against my left ear, at an angle so the other side comes to rest around mid- temple. But isn't she irresistible while she's doing it? The Bug, practicing Shakespeare in the Park no doubt, Here again, is this level of dramatic technique a function of genetics? How many Shakespeare plays could she have seen at 2 years old? And Monkey boy finds another creature in the lawn as he masters the art of squashing. You don't want to be up near that face. Really, you don't
Absolute angst in this corregated brow speaks to the torture that is being two. It's not easy being green. Or over ripe for that matter. Not for sissies, that's for sure!