Well, that’s a little harsh. I had to get a couple of rounds of blood work done today and I have a few bruises. I made it sound like a nightmare, which it wasn’t because I have no fear of needles (thus the ever expanding tattoo collection).
I think (know) that I may have been misleading about this whole 365 project I have undertaken. Truth is, most days my mind just draws a complete blank and I’m thankful to just be getting through it. I also know that I sound like a drama queen most of the time, which I confess, I can be. However, I think I’m going to change my platform of ideas about this blog, and not look at it as a 365 blunder, but as a simple picture-story complex. No deadlines, just freedom of creativity.
In other news, the stress level has been slowly declining. I still have a few things to get out of the way, but the outlook is good for moving. We’re going to be spending a week between my parents house and Aaron’s grandparents house on the South Coast. I have a wedding to shoot on the 21st and then we set sail for Stephenville on the 22nd. I have to admit, I’m pretty excited about the week from the 15-21, it can’t come fast enough.
Well I feel as if I’ve blabbed on enough so here’s a couple pictures I took this evening of some wildflowers down by the Churchill River causeway, as well as a float plane down by the dock.
Writer and photographer from remote Labrador, Canada. Just another cold Labradorian chillin' in the Big Land. Can most likely be found walking my dog Grace or behind an iMac screen slowly taking over the interwebs.