This means I get to run around with a camera plastered to my face shooting every poor life form that has the gall to move in range of my eyesight.
On Saturday it was this badass looking owl observing me as I observed it.
Look at that creepy sucker. I thought he was a giant pinecone first. A reasonable conclusion considering by then I had inhaled spray paint fumes for a good 10 minutes trying to decorate some wall art.
Then thereís water. Glorious water everywhere.
Did I mention this love of water photography is the reason my 3 year old DSLR no longer wants to be my friend? Heís agitated and I canít touch him for more than a few minutes before he decides heís had enough and wonít cooperate. Heís already sleeping in another bedroom.
Thatís okay. I have my eyes drifting towards this beautiful body Iíve been staring at alone in the dark, on the internet.
She looks a lot like what I have now but everything inside is better. And itís the inside that counts in a relationship, isnít it?
Just wait darling, Iíll be the first at the gate, waiting to pick you up and take you home with me. Weíll make beautiful photography together.