I’ve been feeling real lackluster lately about my Project 365. I just don’t have the energy or motivation most days to take the kind of photos I want to take (meaning good and interesting), and then to process them and post them. I am … how do you say … MILDLY DISTRACTED by other life events. The thought of not having to worry about a daily picture lifts a burden, although it was a silly self-imposed one to begin with. I’ve done a P365 twice before, and I have no doubt I could power through and do it again, but frankly, I don’t wanna.
That feels great.
Anyway, I’m going out on a picture of a bird.
They ended, of course. But it sure didn’t seem like they were going to.
Incredible game. Take that energy to Texas, boys.
Forgot to take a real picture Sunday. So this crap will have to suffice. And yes, I am totally sucking it in.
Not the best seat in the house, but suspenseful nonetheless.
Dwarf coreopsis, the flower with the name that sounds a lot like something that would be written on a little person’s autopsy report.
Also opening up:
Dianthus, rose, rose.
I stepped on this remnant from an early pregnancy (so early I didn’t even know) hormone-driven temper tantrum but caught myself before it got too deep. Eeesh.