My bloggy photography friend at Living and Loving Every Minute Of It takes gorgeous pictures of her daughter, of the world, of everything that crosses her path, and I was captivated by her picture of a horse last week. (The quality got diminished here so you’ll have to visit her blog to see how truly beautiful it is.)
So captivated was I by this picture of a young horse that I decided to try my own hand at photographing a horse.
How’d I do?
Actually, I didn’t even take this picture. It’s my husband, which shouldn’t surprise anyone, and neither should the fact that this is how he showed up to his review at work this year. You know—the review where his boss tells him how his performance measures up and if he gets a raise or if it’s time to, well, send him to the glue factory. Fortunately even the glue factory wouldn’t take him this year.
Remember the good old days when he showed up to his review wearing more appropriate attire, such as the bushy-tailed squirrel costume?
Life used to be so simple.