57 days into the year + I am already cursing myself for this personal challenge + to make matters worse I chose this week, my birthday week [yay Pisces season!!] to be my own muse. I highly recommend not doing this to yourselves. self-portraits are hard. self-portraits during a pandemic where you have been adamantly quarantining are even harder. self-portraits while also dealing with the natural aspects of aging are, you guessed it, the hardest…so here you have a pic a week
my original intention was to make my husband my muse for this week…he was more reluctant than the dog. here is week 7 + a friendly reminder that spring is just 29 days away
my muse this week was our 4 legged babe, our one + only spotted monster. he wasn’t too thrilled with this decision as he is 1 of the photo reluctant dudes in my life [my husband being the other] we adopted him 8 1/2 years ago, falling in love with his spots, humanlike eyes with fashionable white eyelashes, + the softest fur evah. each day i find a new favorite spot. if you could ask him he would say 2020 was the best year of his life + 2021 is looking pretty great too. he likes long walks, barking at postal carriers/ postal trucks/ fed ex + ups, treats, dancing, + my personal favorite when my husband turns him into ‘laser dog’.
