I started out the year with every intention of using my camera more just to simply learn it. And while I didn’t quite increase my photography amount or frequency, I did at least become more familiar with my shiny red DSLR. Though, of course, I’m still very much an amateur. Here’s a smattering of some of my personal favorite photos from the past year:
Additionally, you might also be interested in last year’s “best” photos.
Today Yara is eight! It sort of boggles my mind, especially when I realize it’s been nearly three years since she retired. Time has gone by way too fast for my liking.
I’m actually going to be visiting her, and her new little brother Eli, next week, but I’ll be seeing Dad and Keith tonight1 so I’ll be sending them home with her new Lamb Chop plushie.2 By all accounts she is doing fabulous. Dad and Keith note that she’s finally starting to play with Eli, which is a big step up from back in May when she was barely tolerating him, and in fact he quite often tests the limits of her Lupine collar by grabbing onto it with his mouth and literally dragging her around.
One of the casualties of the switch over to a Mac was I went a few weeks without all of my programs installed, specifically all my Adobe software like Photoshop and Dreamweaver. This was good in that I didn’t spend my nonexistent free time playing around editing images or
breaking making new websites. It was less good in that I also had no real ability to go through any photos I’d taken, which meant I wasn’t posting any photos.
Anyway, long story short, I came across these photos of Yara from Easter:
I only have these two because all the others included or were solely of Uschi who was apparently was still channeling all her playful energy because she’s just as much a motion blur in those as all the shots I took of them playing. I should have just taken a video, but at the time I couldn’t remember how to do that on my camera. (Note to self: Use camera more so this is less an issue in the future.)
Related, Yara has a new little brother! A few days after these photos were taken my father officially adopted a German shepherd rescued by a North Carolina shelter named Eli. The fact that he shares his name with a very beloved mutt we used to have when I was growing up was probably enough to melt my dad’s heart, but what solidified it was finding out that he was surrendered because he has EPI, like Yara. The whole thing is a rather involved story, but I’m happy to say he’s been settling in pretty well. Uschi and I have yet to meet him what with my Dad living in the Middle of No and Corner of Where and the fact that Eli’s still recovering from being very emaciated.1 Not to mention he’s basically a puppy and, well, in her own way so is Uschi. :-)
- The vet figures he’ll top out well over 100 pounds; he was 43 when he arrived at Dad’s. ↩