Friday, November 21, 2008

We are birds of a feather

Last month I wrote about a problem I seem to have with taking pictures of revolting things, usually things that are dead or were suddenly ejected from someone's digestive system.

Just a short while ago, Kelley sent me this picture of a colorful, dead bird. I'm taking this as proof that we are kindred spirits, birds of a feather. We both take pictures of dead things!

Dead bird with a golden burial shroud.

Then again, maybe we don't take pictures of dead animals for the same reasons. Maybe when she saw the dead bird she though of me. That's special too!

One of the things I love most about Kelley is her thoughtfulness. When she sees a toy or a shirt, her first thought is of someone who might like it. I don't play with toys, and for the most part I buy my own clothes. But I hold a special place in her heart. When she sees dead things, she thinks of me. Not you, me!

Is my problem what I am taking pictures of, or my lack of creativity when it comes to naming them?

I tried saving the picture she sent me so I could post it here, only to see the following message on my phone. Apparently I already had a file on my phone named "dead bird.jpg".

1 comment:

Mrs. Jacks said...

I don't think that National Geographic will hire Kelley to take photos of wild life!