It's storming, and the babies are on alert. The cat is heading toward her safety spot, which is a rarely/never used platter in the back of a cabinet, and the puppy is on my pillow, looking concerned. Sleepiness from being a hellion all day is overriding that though. Even though she is a bitey, hyper mess, I still love her, and think more highly of her than 96% of the human population.
I started working on a new project with blue things, but I am not impressed with the results thus far. A blue container that was my Granny's, a cute blue mug that caught my eye at the Dollar Tree, and blue Ball Jars that were most likely my Great-Grandmother's.I think I'm getting bored with my little photo taking area. . .
Meh.
And the power went out. I hate when that happens. I used to not mind storms, but not so much now. They make the babies nervous, and they knock out the cable. Well, I don't mind the cable being off so much, as the power in general. I have a Kindle full of books that need my attention. Also, we have the most annoying weather radio ever. It sounds forever, and then talks for eons. Just a little "*beep* Thunderstorm warning." would suit me fine.
I had two really good shoots this weekend.
My Step-Niece, Kennedy:
And a very cool family, The Shuberts:
So precious.
I plan to do some minor traveling this spring and summer to places with flowers. I'm excited about that. I love traveling. I love to drive. . .but it hurts. Bad. There are few things I like better than hopping in my car, with a mixed cd just for that occasion, and just going. So, if anyone knows anywhere within a three hour radius with lots of pretty flowers that I can get to without probably getting arrested, then I'm all ears.
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