Photography when done for my own happiness is a form of mindfulness. It's a meditation. But, often when I'm shooting for others it is stress, anxiety and the desire to perform and please people.
The days I want to escape the most are the days when the puffy cumulous clouds dot the sky and the earth is green. The dogs were eager to ride in the truck. It was a new way to ride.
I'm continually torn between running as a business or quitting and doing this hobby only for myself. This art, this craft, this skill that is photography.
My favorite people in the world are dogs.
Their first ride in the back of the truck out to the farm. Don't worry they were safe and we weren't going fast at all.
Everyday is a good day if you're a spoiled dog.
Music, being in the country, dogs, and traveling the things I love. Oh, and photography of course. I'm glad I found this hobby it has profoundly affected how I see the world.
I really like this article titled" Why Creative People Sometimes Make No Sense"
Pumpkin is insane. Sister is odd and the Puppy may be taking after Pumpkin. lol
My blog could almost be called life with dogs. After teaching all day I don't feel like writing when I post images. I barely have time to do this, as I'm still fulfilling obligations that I've already had.
I need to go to bed, but I'm making a birthday cake for my second child who is about to turn 18 tomorrow. When people tell you "they grow up so fast" it is very true.
The do enjoy themselves.
There will be no photographing of the Indian Paintbrush.
"Here let me hold your hair while you photograph that flower."