Sunday snaps

Shot quite a bit Sunday, mostly of Zozer playing in the backyard. Not much good came of it…some days you just strike out. I got the above, which is the only decent one of the lot. And below, which I just think is cute because it shows her adorable little hands. I love Zozer’s fingers and toes. Or fingers and piggies, as I’m sure she would correct me.

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Yet another Photowalk shot (blame the Mac)

Here’s another image from the Photowalk. I’d love to put up a new Zozer shot from today, but my (old, decrepit) computer is deciding to take its sweet time emptying my card. I’ve started dropping hints to M about needing a new machine, as mine is now 7 or 8 years old and is tending to run like it’s full of molasses more often than not. One gets tired of inserting one’s card into the card reader, directing the computer where to put the files, and then making, eating, cleaning up dinner only to find the computer is a third of the way through the transfer. Of 100 images. Yes, I realize they are giganto mombo files from my kick-ass D300, but this is getting ridiculous.

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Last Sunday night

This one might have to be printed and framed for my desk at work. Zoe and the two main guys in her life: Daddy and Hoot. They are not necessarily listed in the order of her preference, depending on her mood. Hoot never makes her say “please” or stand in the corner, after all, and he’s always willing to share all of his dessert with her.

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Photographic poetry

While browsing through my favorite photography website and its discussion boards, I happened upon a post by someone asking, “How did you get involved with photography?” Lots of responses…many people talked about their loved ones getting them involved, or having cameras from a very young age, or stumbling on it later in life. It was interesting to read, but my very favorite post came from a man named Luis, who talked about his father allowing him to use one of his old Leicas for the first time. I wanted to share what he wrote not just to share it, but to “capture” it myself so I can revisit it later without having to do crazy searches on the photography site. And maybe try to explain why I love photography so much.

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