I have a confession. Ever since I got the camera for Christmas, I have been a picture taking fool. I cannot stop. If it moves, I shoot it. If it doesn’t move, I shoot it. I took some 400 pictures at work during the ice storm, documenting our three weeks of intense disaster recovery. We had enough pictures for a 24 minute video. 24 minutes!
Now that spring has sprung, I’ve captured every bloom within a 30 mile radius. Yellow blooms, pink blooms, blooms that fall on rocks, even bloom with colored spots. Every time I pass some new flora or fauna I haven’t snapped yet, I pull over to the side of the road for a picture. Like this:
And this: It’s the inside of a tree downed in the ice storm. I thought it looked like it was crying over its fate.
I’m the same way at home. I have Pioneer Woman syndrome, documenting every move of my family. Hubby and Teen Angel should be numb to the lens by now, but they aren’t. It’s not for lack of trying on my part.
My favorite subjects are people because they do some infinitely fascinating things, especially when they don’t realize you’re taking their picture. Wherever two or more are gathered, I get the urge to take some pictures. Like yesterday, while I waited at the music store for Teen Angel to finish her guitar lesson, and I was surrounded by guitars and banjos and interesting characters with dreadlocks and tattoos. It was all I could do to fight the urge to intrude on some strangers with my lens.
I must admit my very favorite person to photograph right now is my baby nephew, Special Delivery. He’s five months old, and oozes personality, making him a fun subject. He likes to interact with us now and is well aware of his charm. He’s also quite wiggly, which is teaching me how to use the aperture settings and the importance of good lighting. The little stinker is like a worm in hot ashes. I snapped beau coup shots of him Saturday while we helped Super Cop and Mrs. Scrubs move into their new house, and at the risk of inundating you with more baby pictures I’m sharing with you some of my favorites because….because…I…can’t….resist. Somebody stop me!!
Somesville, Maine, a quick drive by - Heading south on 102 towards Bass Harbor we had the fortune of driving through Somesville *(link to this splendid town)*. It has to be one of the pretti...
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