Huntington Beach in February
Because I could not get it up to write about jeans, as I originally intended. Share this post:
Because I could not get it up to write about jeans, as I originally intended. Share this post:
Let me get this straight: I am not a wedding photographer; I only take photos of them taking photos of weddings. It’s a meta thing. To the left, if you haven’t guessed, is the photographer. To the right, Janine the Bride. Or vice versa, if you’re dyslexic or da Vinci. Or in another world entirely, looking through Alice in Wonderland’s mirror. Whatever. I have an open mind. For all I know, in a parallel universe somewhere, brides wear black pants…
Just an old shot of some flowers H.E. gave me. It and a few others were in the batch of photos of Janine’s wedding because I didn’t get a chance to download them before I left town. Share this post:
This is Casey, Janine’s dog. Janine and the vet suspect that Casey is a mix between a German Shepherd and a Sheltie or Collie. Anyway, I got to spend a lot of time with Casey while in Connecticut for Janine’s wedding, and she is the sweetest dog I’ve ever met. She really made me miss having a dog around. I stayed at Janine’s house the entire time I was there, so I ended up taking Casey out for some of…
On my first full day in Sydney, I planned on going on one of those harbor tours. They have these boats that do nothing but circle around the huge Sydney Harbour, from Darling Harbour to Circular Quay, from Circular Quay to Watson’s Bay, from Watson’s Bay to Taronga Zoo, and all the way back to Darling Harbour. I had a ticket for the Rocket Harbour Cruise, so I could ride it all day from stop to stop, and the departures…