Guess who received their wings? Claude!
I took a photography class in high school and boy did I love it. This is back in the darkroom days just to date myself. I’m still fascinated with photography. This led to a discussion with the Triplet Muses and the Daemon Gourds who decided I will now do photoshoots to capture their essence. How do I let them talk me into these things?
Let me set this up for ya. It’s a balmy 30-ish degrees (Fahrenheit) outside. The ground is covered in frost and partial re-frozen snowmelt. I’m wearing shorts and a coat. My house is often extra warm because we burn wood, thus the shorts. Anyhoo, I missed the window of the early morning light I desired. Looking around the yard, I chose to take these amongst last year’s sunflower garden.
It was worth the cold wet bottom and dirty knees even if they aren’t quite right. I needed some outdoor time and practice.
The next set of photos will be inside with props and everything. I’m probably far too excited about this than I should be. Without further ado or chilly knees, I present Claude a Red Daemon Gourd.
I have the day off from the Land of Lunch today so there will be more playing around with the camera. However, there is a boatload of dishes to wash, a couple of loads of wood to bring in and some errands to run. Blerg. Well, the errands could prove fun because I have a Michaels gift card burning a hole in my wallet. Hmmm…
The next Daemon Gourd that’s coming over will be sporting pantaloons and has curlier horns. And a parasol? What?! Really?! Seriously, this just came over the wire:
“I’ll need a parasol.”
Good gravy. What have I gotten myself into?