This is kind of cheating since this picture was taken the same day as the beekeeping one, but I just love it, so can’t deprive you all.

Lizzy at the pool.

It just isn’t going to happen today. I feel really crummy, so rather than making a half-hearted (at best) attempt, I’m putting up another picture from yesterday’s mini photo walk (during which I also took an entire 12 exposure roll on the Holga). I debated yesterday between the one I chose and this one. While I think yesterday’s is generally a better photo, this one is so out of my comfort range that I’m pretty proud of it. There’s something about taking pictures in public, and especially of strangers, that feels like a performance and makes me really uncomfortable. I was across the intersection from this man, so I wasn’t in his space, plus he is pretty anonymous.

I made a black & white version of this, too (slightly different cropping), which I like as well: it is here. This picture brings up an unanswerable question: how do you keep the sky from blowing out, while keeping detail in the foreground?

Simon turns lounging into an art form.