I pull on my coat and mud boots and march out into the rain. My camera hangs around my neck, tucked snuggly beneath my coat like a child I’m trying to keep dry and warm. I want to photograph something, anything, so off we go, my camera and I.
Sloshing through mud and puddles, I inch up to the branches and brand new leaves waking up timidly in the cool spring weather. “Hold still,” I tell them as they move with the wind and rain. My camera tries to keep up and focus on what I want, ever grumbling about being out in the rain.
We have to catch spring now, I tell the camera, or it will slip away. “Ya right,” the camera grumbles quietly. I ignore and carry on.
Outside Air 
Wonderful, as usual… I love your writing and when I see you have written something and I cannot get to it, I keep it up so that I can read it as soon as I get a chance. Love this!
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I love reading your blog. Have you ever considered seeing someone about the voices you hear coming from your camera? Just sayin’. 😉
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Thank you…and I don’t think there’s a soul who could help me and my camera with the voices ;]
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Yay Spring! Love the beautiful pictures, you and your grumbling camera did a wonderful job!
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Oh thank you momma dear :]
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Hi, Kari Ann… I liked your post. Nice pics, and I see your boy is getting Big.
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Good hearing from you again, Ted. He IS getting big…breaks my heart but it’s fun too :]
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