yesterday morning, the first thing eric thought of to do was to take the camera off the sill on which it's been laying for the past couple weeks and snap a photo of me making him breakfast through the window between our bedroom and kitchen.
i'm not sure that using the flash through glasswas a great idea.
i'm pretty sure i added windex to our grocery list.
i'm pretty sure i felt like a persecuted hollywood star just trying to live a normal life.
also pretty sure it made me laugh after i saw eric's way-to-wide-for-this-early-in-the-morning grin peek out behind out army-green, finepix z point-n-shoot.
and i'm assured that when i was scrolling through my newest photos this morning i, the lover of snapshots that i am, fell in love with the strange angle, the curtain of vagueness over the whole image, mysterious speckles, the candid expression during an egg-making endeavor and a little hint of a beer bottle lable--our joint favorite--along the bottom portion.
1 comment:
that's a real magical little window deal yall got goin' on! lovin it.
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