It’s 4 AM, I must be on my way to Evansville.
Sorry about the misunderstanding, Jeff, but I kept putting this trip off. Took me days to get ready, and then last night, my cell phone turned itself off. Anyway, I’ll be returning two of your travel mugs.
While I’m away, if there are more courageous souls like Chris who would like to add to the blog, simply email me or Adam at Collaborative Lighting dot com. I’ll be back home Sunday night.
Adam
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FierceBaby
4 am, eh? Posted by michael at 8:08 pm, eh? Anticipitory pensiveness?
michael
Photos edited and posted the night before.
thumbs
Hpw come there is nary a comment on Michael’s gorgeous photographs? What if he falls into a state of discouragement and nonvalidation and is forced to shut down? Where are the 3 thumbs up to keep him posting?
validator
A question I ask daily … As the subject of this image, I felt uncomfortable noting its elegant balance and mood myself (though I don’t even recall it being taken … ).
But who IS thumbs, one wonders — hopefully an appropriately concerned reader and not the blogmeister himself. Should it be he, dear readers, the end cannot be far, as evidenced by that plaintive lament …
la Rad
Your pictures are gorgeous as always. We’ve gotten so used to them…must never take anything for granted. Especially someone with a trained eye.
michael
No, it was not me, though it might be someone I paid a lot of money to.
You could quibble with the bush branches, but I think that photo is near perfect. Besides, to me it says so much about Adam’s relation to the outdoors. After our first camping trip in Maine, way back in the Bow Trip days, we left moose strutting shoulder to shoulder through early morning lake mists, and landed (fully intentionally, but naively) into the traffic congested, human circus of Freeport (renamed Bargainville by Adam), Maine. We barely had time to look for a parking place when he screamed , “Get me out of here!” Or vicerals to that effect. Sure, the next slide is inevitable, but why dive head first into the empty pool?
Adam has always been my outdoors role model. When complacency spreads over me, he’s always somewhere nearby jumping up and down and yelling – Lookeee Here! This photo is a perfect example, without the jumping jacks.