My dog is annoyed with me. How do I know this, you ask?
Well, he’s sitting at my feet here waiting for me to do something. Something as in ‘play with him’. I’ve just looked next to me and was surprised to find a small pile of doggie toys that he’d brought and placed there, in the hopes that I’ll begin throwing one of them to him.
I’d been on the computer and hadn’t noticed the pile slowly growing.
He’s over with my husband now. I can hear them talking about me. And I don’t care.
Sometimes I just don’t feel like throwing doggie toys. I feel like working on old photos. Old photos like this that I shot last year in September, when things began to unravel.
I don’t know. Maybe it’s the weather.
I’m sorry I haven’t been around to visit my favorite blogs. I’ll get there soon. Thanks always, for the encouraging and often amusing comments. I was gladdened to hear I’d even inspired someone to set her photos to music, making make her own video for her family to enjoy.
Glad to have helped!
Until later, my friends . . .
Florabella textures applied: Little Blue Book (warm) normal @ around 20% or so; Champagne (warm) normal @ around 18%.