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I actually thought today was picture #199 so I did not think of trying as hard. Unfortunately the day after this I had food poisoning so the picture wasn't that great either haha. Oh well I promise 300 will be dope.
BM
I think my diet is now approaching the end of its 33rd year. As such there is not much I don't know about losing weight. Name a diet and there's a good chance I've tried it. Unfortunately there is NOTHING I don't know about gaining weight. I will not say that I'm big boned. The truth is I have a big mouth, rather like the Little Pied Cormorant I photographed at Roma Street Parkland this morning.
For the most part what I eat is healthy. That's not the issue. The issue is how much. Expert advise to listen to your body and stop eating when you are full totally misses the point. Hunger has so little to do with it.
I eat when I'm happy. I eat when I'm sad. I eat to be social, or when I'm bored, or want a distraction, or because there's food on my plate or there's food on someone else's plate, or because it tastes good or through some misguided concern about starving Ethiopians or because it's chocolate ... you get the idea.
Food and I have reached a happy place where for now we are coexisting in relative balance but something else I saw at the Parklands this morning was rather concerning. The sign informed that 57 fish died in 2009 because of excessive quantities of bread. What? If they ever find there's a similar problem in humans I am in big trouble. I've never met a carbohydrate I didn't like. Death by bread is too much to swallow even for a big mouth such as myself.
You mixed me up for someone
Who'd fall apart without you
Yeah you broke my heart for the first time
But I'll get over that too
It's hard to find the reasons
Who can see the rhyme?
I guess that we where seasons out of time
I guess you didn't know me
If you think love is blind
That I wouldn't see the flaws between the lines
Surprised that I caught you out
On every single time that you lied
Did you think that every time I see you I would cry
No not me, not I, not I, no not me, not I
The story goes on without you
And there's got to be another ending
But yeah you broke my heart it won't be the last time
But I'll get over them too
As a new door opens we close the ones behind
And if you search your soul I know you'll find
You never really knew me
If you think love is blind
That I wouldn't see the flaws between the lines
Surprised that I caught you out
On every single time that you lied
Did you think that every time I see you I would cry
No not me, not I, not I, not I, not I
All you said to me
All you promised me
All the mystery never did believe
No I never cry no I never not me not I
If you think love is blind
That I wouldn't see the floors between the lines
Surprised that I caught you out
On every single time that you lied
Did you think that every time I see you I would cry No not I, I won't cry
No not me, not I, not
Not really a bird person, but this one was moving fast. I wish the pic would have come out sharper! :( either way, Good day at the beach.
Since none of us won any of the raffles, we filled our trunk with all the leftover pizza, ziti, brownies, and coffee we could fit in.
Think this one is Nilgiri on the way down from the Poon Hill sunrise experience. Lucky with the weather as it snowed the day before.
I absolutely love this. I think it's the funniest thing ever. So far, I'm the only person in a 50 mile radius who does. Even my sister, who us usually right on my wavelength doesn't think it's even slightly amusing. What's wrong with everybody? I know it can't be me.
The Thinker
Cleveland Museum of Art
I took a series of photos for a brochure circa 1987. These are some old proof prints I did that were scanned. The original images were shot using an Olympus OM-2N 35 mm film camera, Zuiko 20 mm f/1.8 lens, and a Kodak B&W film optimized for graphics. The last gave a very high contrast tot the photos and was used because I had some left in the camera.