How to waste a beautiful Sunday afternoon
Step 1: Get sick.
Step 2: Be too cold to sit in the sun and too foggy-headed to at least read.
Step 3: Take two sips of Traditional Medicine’s “Cold Care PM” tea.
Step 4: Nap for hours.
Ugh. Well, it’s 4:15 now. My day is gone. Hopefully I can rally enough energy and brainpower to finish Disc 3 of Project Runway: Season 3 tonight. My long weekend of writing caved in on itself, weak and runny with snot. (Yum.)
Anyway, Alexa and I have lots of new photos taken over the past several months. Hundreds, actually. I’m excited to finally be able to share some of them. (Also cool, Alexa’s iMac’s iPhoto program has some photo album and calender features, which we’re both eager to explore.)
Anyway, at the least, these photos are better than my afternoon.
1. Fraser the Pirate. I’ve started taking more photos of Fraser. In part because we’re slowly becoming friends and in part because he’s becoming more active. A diet (”Meh”, he says) is thinning him up, and I’ve been pushing and pulling him into new places (windowsills, outside, the couch, etc.) Of course, he’s not always game. Sometimes he’d rather just sleep the day away, which I think he’s trying to convey here.
2. “WHAT DID YOU DO NOW?” This one’s actually taken by Dane. I can only hope that I command the same presence as my dad does when I’m his age.
3. Farm Clouds. Alexa and I have been enjoying the Big Sky here at the Farm. More Photoshop phiddling.
4. Alexa Strikes a Pose. In addition to taking more photos of Fraser, I’ve started taking more photos of Alexa. Neither of us particularly like having our picture taken, but phooey to that. A man can’t have 300 pictures of his cat and only a few of his lady. Gotta restore the balance.
5. Annie’s Eye. My new photo-strategy with Annie (and sometimes Buster) is to hold the camera where I think there might be a good photo. Thanks to digital pictures and auto-focus, I can delete the 42 crappy photos I get and keep the one really good one. This is especially useful with Annie, who is super camera shy.
6. “Call me Zeus!” Buster here, in all his fuzz and glory, expressing his absolute indignation at being woken up for something as un-treat-related as a photo session. Meow.






April 24, 2008 at 4:47 am
all good