Almost a year ago I took a trip out to Washington state to visit one of my very best friends. I still haven’t finished editing the photos. I have a plethora of perfectly valid reasons for this, but I am still fairly disgusted with myself. (In fact, the only thing that makes me feel better about it is that I know that Red has edited even fewer of her photos from that trip than I have.)
I don’t know what’s happened to me over the last couple of years. I’ve become completely slacktacular when it comes to editing major photo projects. The only time I’m on the ball is when I’m editing a paying gig – which is a good thing, as I’d like to keep getting those. I just finished editing our annual trip to the Pinkie (Look at a map of MI, all you outlanders, and you’ll maybe see what that means), a couple of weekends ago.
It’s been a busy week for me so the blog’s been quiet, but I did spend last evening editing a sizable batch of WA photos. So I’m throwing a few up for you. Or me. Or whatever. Happy Saturday.
Right after I shot this one I fell off the mountain. Kind of. It was also kind of hilarious.