I’ve been teaching myself to play the guitar … again. I’ve decided that once I get good I’ll start doing folk versions of disco hits.
That has nothing to do with the pictures I took this week. I’m kind of tired of being in front of the camera.
All you have to do is rub some dirt on yourself and you’re ready to get your picture taken. I was hoping the dirt would make my feet look slimmer. That didn’t work.
As soon as I took this picture Chompyface took the shell and started running all over the yard like a lunatic. I had no idea a dog could have such a fondness for shells.
I tried really hard to have a picture ready for you today, but it just didn’t work out. The dog wasn’t cooperating. The hole I dug wasn’t big enough. There are too many tree roots in the yard.
Besides all of those obstacles, I nearly burned down the house because I put a pan on the stove to start cooking. Then I looked out the window and noticed that it looked like it might rain, so I rushed outside to take pictures and forgot all about the pan on the stove. Luckily, it was just a dry cast iron pan. When I came inside it was blazing hot, but there were no flames. I’ll never do that again. That’s what I say now, but next time I get distracted who knows what will happen.
So I photographed all of the pieces for my composite photo and when I tried to put them together they just didn’t look right. These things happen sometimes. I’m still learning.
So enough with the excuses. Here’s a picture of my stepson’s legs instead.
It’s picture day again. If you saw yesterday’s wacky video you saw the before shots of this picture. This is what I turned that image into last night.