June 4: Looking closer.
Attempting to take a picture every day for an entire year, does a few things to you. At least six out of every seven days, you question your sanity -- not to mention commitment, but also it causes you to look at your world differently.
The majority of the photos that I have taken so far this year have been at one of two locations: work and home. I've shot flowers and sunrises and clouds -- all the pretty stuff. Lately I've found myself taking a closer look at the weeds.
I don't know what this is, but it sure is deadly looking.
June 5: Friday night sunset in the back yard. We have a great view to the west -- except for the power lines. I did everything I could to try to shoot around the power pole. Finally I accepted defeat.
I'd like to say that the reason was because I was watching a Land of the Lost marathon, and I started thinking about Sid and Marty Krofft, and got all nostalgic for the campy shows they produced that define so many of the Saturday mornings of my very early life.
All of that is true.
But I took the picture because, while watching the Land of the Lost marathon, I lost all track of time, and it was 11:55 pm before I realized that I hadn't taken a photograph for the day yet.
Everybody wants to have a little Irish in them. And I do -- very little (one little branch of the family tree). But Irish is Irish!
I'm not exactly sure what I've gotten from my Irish heritage -- not my looks, or my name. I don't drink or dance.
But I DO love potatoes!
This is the Ferris Wheel at our local amusement park -- Lagoon.
Lagoon is a decent enough park, and it's only about a mile and a half from our house. We've gotten season passes for the last six years.
Monday we went for the first time since coming back from Disneyland. Honestly, it was a bit of a letdown, but if you take Lagoon a couple of hours a week, it's not a bad way to pass the summer.
Oh, and I made myself sick, on the Merry-Go-Round, of all things.
I love vanilla ice cream with raspberries -- frozen or fresh.
Do you want to know the truth behind this picture? It's another 11:55 pm shot.
See, we've been playing Lego Indiana Jones on the Wii, and we keep finding all these new boards, and I lose track of time, and I was eating a giant bowl of ice cream at almost midnight, and that was the most interesting thing I could see around me without getting off the couch...
I mean, you know I write (you're reading my blog), but I also like to write. The tactile function of placing pen on paper. I carry a pen with me everywhere.
A Parker Jotter. With gel ink.
I have carried some version of this pen with me for nearly eighteen years.
Have it with me all day long. I keep it in a pocket in my pajamas (hey, you never know -- I'm also a "list" guy).
If it was waterproof, I'd take it in the shower. Linus Van Pelt and his security blanket have nothing on me and my Parker.