The day was beautiful, clear skies as far as the eye could
see, not a cloud marred the perfect tranquil blue. I had gotten the idea in my
head the night before, that I wanted to take pictures, and this was the perfect
day for it. Shae called at nine, to see if our photography session was still
the plan for the day. I was so excited, I sprang out of bed! Birds flew in
through my window to dress me, and I hummed a lovely tune………WAIT! WAIT!…… hold
on just a darn minute, that sounds like Cinderella. Oh yeah, that’s right. Ok,
so then let’s rewind a bit. Shae called me at nine, and asked me if we were
still going to be taking photos today. I was excited! However I didn’t spring
out of bed, per say. It was more like I drug one leg at a time, out of bed, and
then stumbled to Keurig, and inserted a coffee IV.
After I was satisfactorily functional, I started to get
ready. I don’t normally have too many places that I go, where I can get really
dressed up, so it is quite a treat to be able to do this, and I relished it. I
curled and primped my hair and blah, blah, blah, blah blah…….you guys really
don’t want to hear all of that, do you? After I had gotten ready, I wandered
over to Shae’s house, where she was outside killing bees. We each have our own
way of getting our artistic juices flowing, and killing bees is the way she
does it…ok? You got a problem with that?
Shae’s little boy Toccoa went with us. I don’t know if I
have said this before, and if you have heard me say it before, then I guess you
will just have to hear me say it again. Toccoa, is the coolest little kid to
walk the earth, no doubt, hands down. He was excited to be coming with. I would
like to think, that it was because Toccoa was looking forward to an adventure
of his own, really I think it was because he knew he was going to get to watch
two apparently “grown up” women, goof around, taking pictures. Toccoa was down
with the plan.
We drove to a side road, not far from where we live. The
road is not normally busy, today however, everyone and their brother were
driving on this road. On our way to our destination, we passed an Umbrella
Girl. Shae and I conspicuously looked ahead, not wanting to make eye contact.
The whole time driving, I would ask:
“Do you think I’ve gone far enough? Should I pull over?”
Shae replied, “No go a bit further.”
Me, “How about now?”
Shae, “I don’t know.”
Finally, I just pulled over, and we hopped out. We had a
plan, we had a goal, we had the vision, nothing could stand in our way…..expect
for the cars that kept speeding by us. We farted around, by the side of the
road for about 20 minutes. Shae got a call from her husband. He suggested that
we backtrack, and go down a less busy road. This sounded like a good enough
idea to us, and so we were off once again. The whole thing started once more:
“Do you think I’ve gone far enough? Should I pull over?”
Shae, “There is nothing really here to take photos by.”
Me, “How about now?”
Shae, “I don’t know.”
Me, “Hey look there is a cool little farm with iron gates,
let’s go there.”
Shae, “Ok.”
Once again, we got out of the car. Ready to model and prance
before the camera. We approached the gates, all was quiet. Until we were just
inside the gates. Then we heard growling just feet from the gates. A large
German Shepard, started to run towards us. I pretty sure what happened next
went down like this:
Me, “Oh Fuck!”
Shae, “Oh Shit!”
Me, “Cheese it!”
Shae, “I’m getting the fuck out of here!”
We took off fast, I could have sworn, that Shae was right
behind me. Until I was halfway to the car. I turned and saw the stroller had
gotten stuck on a rock. It was then we noticed, that the dog was on a chain. A
deep sigh of relief. And Toccoa you ask? It didn’t even faze him, see what I
mean? Coolest kid ever. By this time we had decided, we had enough of our
artistic venture. Plans were discussed to take pictures the following week in
Motta. So ends our story, of the two would be photographers. And they ate lunch
happily ever after.
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