Celebrating summer’s arrival
My daughter is fascinated by the calendar and the changes of the seasons. She’s been counting down the days until the summer solstice, and I wanted to do something special to celebrate it with her. As often happens with these things, the day came, I’d made no plans, and my attempt at preparing a special dinner was derailed by scheduling confusion. But we did manage to eat ice cream sundaes on the patio and make some crazy big bubbles before bedtime.
Happy solstice, everyone!
I ended up with a few nice ones. However, organizing my 200+ duck images and trying to find five that worked for my assignment was a bit laborious. While I worked, I heard my family out in the front yard, playing with the bubble machine my daughter got for her birthday. Naturally, I had to go take more pictures.
I figure photography is a lot like writing. When your subject fascinates you, it shows in the final product. If there’s no love, that shows too. When I began writing I didn’t intend to write fantasy. But magic and oddness always crept into my stories. I stopped fighting it a long time ago. I write what excites me. I think I’ll do the same with photography.
I write stories, most of which contain a fairy or two. On this blog I write about the things that matter to me. When I'm not making stuff up I also love taking photographs. All the photos here are my own. If you're still curious, find out more on my About page.