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Distorted in the Execution

It’s like I’ve lost my voice. All these thoughts are rolling around my busy brain, but nothing is bubbling to the surface. I can’t even blame it on NaNo. So far I’ve written maybe 500 words in five days rather than 2000/day (though I do like the direction this new story is taking me). I will admit…there is an awful lot going on behind the scenes here. Contrary to popular belief I don’t make all of my business public or post every little thing that pops into my head. Just most every little thing.

So, the new camera and I? Well we’re still in the awkward fumbling phase. But there’s real potential there. I can feel it. After taking ‘er out for a spin (well, a flickr photowalk) I am much less apprehensive. Now I just need to figure out which lens would be the best fit.

On the random tip, yesterday morning I walked into my kitchen, looked out the patio doors and saw four GIGANTIC birds strolling around my backyard. I swear they were wild turkeys. Sadly my photos of the incident aren’t very clear. They’re not like, bigfoot blurry, but still.

Orange isn't just a color that is safe and alive


  1. zophia wrote:

    we had tons of wild turkey in the yard when i was growing up. my old house in pittsburgh had a ground level large window in the kitchen and one day shortly after thanks giving my mom and i looked out the window and saw a giant wild turkey staring at us, then staring at the wish bone of his cousin, then back at us. it was so freaky. i totally thought he was going to attack. another time i was driving down the street in the same area, a turkey ran out into the road saw my car and sat down in the middle of the road and hid his head under his wing. i had to stop the car and get out to chase him off the street and stop cars from running him down. silly bird.

    Monday, November 6, 2006 at 2:34 pm | Permalink
  2. ericka wrote:

    it’s too bad i couldn’t compare photo notes & tips with you on saturday. it wasn’t a good day for me.

    Monday, November 6, 2006 at 4:49 pm | Permalink

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