I woke up kind of early this morning, well early for me. Well, for me lately. I've always been a morning person even tho' I sometimes disguise myself as a night owl. The truth is I have better energy and "spunk" in the morning even though I believe it seems much "cooler" to be a mysterious sort who toils into the night hours on some creative endeavor. Alas, 'tis not me. Over the past few months, however, I've been sleeping in until 8:00 or 8:30 despite the early sunrise which does speak to something. I think what it speaks of I shall not speak of right now. We'll set that aside for the time being.
Any who....this morning I was more like my normal self and was awake around 6:00 to the delight of my pets. Tula has a way of rubbing up along the side of my bed doing her "hoochy-koochy" dance which sets the entire bed a jigglin' and Princess P pokes her tiny cold wet feline nose near the outer corner of my eye sending a shock wave through my warm system. Thankfully T & P did not need to resort to these covert tactics this morning.
Tula and I took an in-town walk. Tula is not so fond of the "in-town" walk; too many big trucks. Tula doesn't like big trucks-a fear she came with as a rescue pup. I'm tired of trying to analyze the root of it. She was a good sport though. Not only were there an abundance of diesel powered trucks and the "beep, beep, beeping" of the nearby construction equipment, I was taking those damn photos again. "Jeez Mom; couldn't we have a normal fun walk in the woods where you don't stop every 2 seconds to take another friggin' picture?" Sigh.
Something I've started to notice is I talk to Tula about my picture taking, as if she would care. As a beginner, I don't really know what I'm doing, but I'm trying to figure it out. So, my photographic chit-chat with my four legged friend runs on and on as we walk.
"Tula, do you see that? That is so cool. How do I get that? Wait let me check the setting and make sure I'm not on 400 when I should be on 100. Do you see that light coming through the window at the top of that house? Look at those purple flowers...I love those. Where is the sun right now?" And on and on and on. The poor dog must think I'm insane. Bless her. Maybe she'll be taking up the art of photography as well. Funny she doesn't much like having her own photo taken....she figured out that sometimes the camera flashes and that must mean thunder and she likes thunder about as much as she likes big trucks. Rescuing a dog is not for the faint of heart.