From where I can hear the breaking waves

You know those movie sequences where the character gets more and more harried and things just keep building up around them, the toddler's crying and the husband's all "HAVE YOU SEEN MY _____?" banging around in the background and that thing on the stove starts to boil over and there's this accelerating lunatic music in the background? And just when it looks like she might be able to get everything under control, the neighbor's dog starts barking. And then you go over and shoot the dog?

Right. My evening = like that.

But now I am with my computer and headphones on and the noise-canceling switch flipped, and I have some pictures from a new roll of film for you.

These are all family membahs, by the way.



Girl in the Black Beret 8/03/2010 9:34 PM  

I like these.

I like the dusk with the little people. I like the open door.

I'll buy the dusk one please.

geekspawn 8/03/2010 9:45 PM  

It makes me happy that I can now recognize random family members of yours.

Raquel 8/03/2010 10:19 PM  

Lovely pics! I haven't had a horribly hectic evening like that in a while, but I know exactly what you mean!

Lulu and the Locket 8/04/2010 5:54 AM  

gorgeous photos, love them!!! Cute cute blog! x

Debbie Barr 8/04/2010 8:45 AM  

Those are all lovely! I loved the ones with your cousin.

Q 8/04/2010 9:20 AM  

I especially love the first one, with the chair and the open door. Excellent composition.

Holly 8/04/2010 11:00 PM  

Girl in the Black Beret - Oh, wonderful! I'll get back to you on Etsy! :)

geekspawn - That makes me happy too.

Raquel - Thank you! And thanks for stopping by. (Maybe you have before, but this is the first time I've seen you in the comments.) Lovely to make your acquaintance!

Lulu and the Locket - Aw, thank you! You are new to me too...I'm presently skipping over to check out your place. :)

Debbie - Thank you!

Q - I am such a sucker for afternoon light. Takk :)

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