I’m currently pricing some Photoshop workshops, and some furthering education classes. Furthering from what, you ask? Uhh. Nothing. But you have to start somewhere, right?
One of the workshops I was looking at takes place over three days in Chicago. What fun would that be? Take my camera down, and do some dawn/dusk/night shots in the city, then head to class during the day?
If I act like a crazy person, no one will try to take my camera. With all of the bath salts, and zombie face eating these days, I don’t think that will be a problem.
Side note: I’ve been catching up on my So You Think You Can Dance episodes.. People cry weird. Just saying.
(from a positive place, i effing love watching good dancers dance. did you guys see that praying mantis rock it out!? ahhh! love.)
Back to the bleep.
Let me please introduce you to Diego.
A kid who’s quickly becoming one of the best people I’ve ever met in life. He cracks me up something fierce.
Like, you guys.. He tooted his face mask at me for a good five minutes. Like a steamed up Egyptian nose flute.
I could. not. get. enough.
(pardon the terrible photo.. that lens’ arrival is imminent.)
Picked some raspberries yesterday.. I’m taking a basket out there tomorrow, because the realness that I spoke of is happening then. Believe it.
THERE’S A JALAPENO. (he is so cute, i had to pause the squealing to take this photo.)
Okay, so here’s where I get into a bit of trouble.
I’m no gardener. I mean.. I don’t have a gardner’s eyes?
Let’s get down to brass tacks, shall we? The root of the problem? (I HAD TO.)
I can’t tell what’s a weed, and what’s food, ya dig?!
I accidentally’d my lettuces with a bunch of weeds, and I have a feeling I’m going to poison myself. Everything’s gonna be fine, I’m sure.
Anyway.
This miiiiiiiight be a bean plant.
But it’s hairy like I perceive weeds to be in my nightmares. Little Shop Of Horrors flashbacks maybe?
p.s. how could i have loved that movie so much? it’s legit terrifying.
(also, take note of the foliage sprinkled around my bean.. “those aren’t mine?”-14yo me.)
Beed.
UPDATE: THIS IS A SQUASH PLANT. BOOM. I GROW THINGS.
