"P" is for Photography in Postcards 4

Glasses on plate.

My photography this last month has been limited in scope. It’s almost March, and I have spent much of this month recovering from a IBS attack. Like with allergy solutions, all one can do is empirically search for the cause. In the end I stopped the yogurt and the fake sugars. Now it feels like a kidney stone. What kind of old lady am I to burden you with my aches and pains instead of photography.

Plastic bears with glass top minus three tables in the background.

It’s not been good photography either. The bears are still crooked, and I shot into the light. The mid-century modern sideboard is missing the left side. There’s also one of those metal insert thingy’s remaining behind the glasses. I was just too lazy to take it out.

Nice old print in it’s orgional frame straightened out but I should have taken out the background too.

But it’s been fun. Three days a week I wander the store with camera in hand. Sometimes there’s a treat to shoot, other times Photoshop turns something average into a treat. I wouldn’t be missing this for the world. It’s the apprenticeship in photography I missed when I lived with the photographer.

Danish Modern sideboard with an Art Deco print.

• Himself: Played in the morning, and had fun at the crowded museum in the afternoon.
• Herself: Computered in the morning, and read in the afternoon while powering down water. Dinner has been very simple entree’s like a baked potatoe with a salad.
• Reading: ”J is for Judgment,” Grafton.
• Balance: I found myself napping over my book.