We took Coca to the dog park today. We're dogsittin' James' baby while he's is in New York. We also had fun playing around with a 35mm lens. The results are these:
fyi: I have a theory that Ian has the soul of a puppy. This theory has only deepened through the years. Dogs flock to Ian everywhere we go. There are times when he'll be on a walk and come home with three dogs trailing behind him. He is one of them. Situations like today remind me of my theory full force. Did you see that tongue photo? I'm surprised the picture wasn't blurry. I was not holding the camera very still at the time, if you can imagine.
But seriously. Where's the snow, people. We're ready for ya.
Dreaming of a white Christmas and all that. Chop, chop.
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