A lazy day…and a dog-eating-horse?

Here I am. I have arrived at the age of twenty-six and some days I still ask myself the question “What do I want to be when I grow up?” I’m done with work for the day. Here I sit, in the sunlight. . .and sitting is a dangerous thing. I can’t seem to stop my brain from spinning in a million different directions.

I should go back to school. -This much, at least, I was certain of.

I should major in political science. -I somehow believe that I have something to contribute to this society.

I should become a councilor. -I know that I want to help people in some way. . .I want to change the world. Make it better somehow. I know so many people who are hurting, abused.

I should stick to what I started with: Art. I know it at least. –People have told me my whole life that I should do something with art. I love art, I love photography. It’s what I am doing right now; art. It just feels so, I don’t know; frivolous.

I wish someone would just tell me what I am supposed to do with my life. . .I feel so lost at times. –I had to end this train of thought. I had to do something. I had to keep busy . . .my camera that’s what I needed. I don’t think when I have my camera in my hands. I just look at the world through the lens, and it’s somehow a more beautiful place.

I decided to follow my nephew around, the results were actually quite humorous:

With his best friend.

Exploring.

Here is where the journey started to get interesting. . .he spotted his horse Little Bay and his dog Happy on the other side of the yard. So away we went. This is what we found:Awe, how cute. But wait! You might be surprised by the next few images.

I’m not sure what you’re seeing. . .but from this angle like she’s eating Happy’s nose.

I can’t even remember what I was so worried about before. . .I love my camera.