Following the third year of a holiday letter comprised
of my (increasingly complex) life via a (increasingly complex) year-in-photographs, I
wondered what it would be like to join the great experiment of 365 days of photographs.
I'm not a photographer,
I'm a writer. I'm a visual thinker, and if ever there was proof that a photo is worth a
thousand words, it would be the story a photo tells me, or in this case, about me.
Follow me on this adventure, where I
learn about photography, my ability to record my life, my dedication to something (I've
never been known for doing anything everyday) in my posts. I've also discovered I'm
learning about time, the history of it, and the odd practice of recording it, measuring it,
turning it into something tangible, and I'll record these explorations in the sidebar.
As always, feel free
to say anything. My experiment is not a spectator sport.

March 13, 2009

March 13 2009 Calm Down

At my mother-in-law's, my dog and her dog really go at it. Mine being part border-collie is always the aggressively playful one, goading the other, a part shar pei, into running back and forth across the deck in tussling, ear-biting bouts of fun. Mine has had her fair share of broken skin from the exchange, and it's always a darned pain in the rear keeping them from bringing the wild and crazy fun into the house. Tonight, we were there long enough that the two rambunctious pups managed to stop moving for a minute.

I had walked by and snapped a flashless, to no good end. Then I added the flash and got to devil dogs staring at me with glowing white-yellow eyes. The third pass through the room found them with their eyes delicately shut, waiting for the other to make a move.

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