Sometimes I play the ‘how can I take the most cliché photo possible’ game; and by sometimes I mean a large majority of the time. This is mainly because cliché pictures are super easy to take and for the most part, are cute slash don’t run the risk of offending anyone. That being said, at the end of the day, you can only look at so many snapshots of a tree branch (not counting the fact that I don’t even like pictures that don’t have people in them. Caveat – some sort of natural disaster or something else cool)

For the most part I can count on one hand the amount of minutes I have spent taking such pictures of coffee mugs and things that I like. But I also hope that people don’t assume that I LOVE taking these boring images (a-la the homepage images for my portfolio)

Moral of the story, I finally picked up my Canon from my folks house and I forgot how much I lloooovvvveeee it. Seeing as how I have yet to find any breaking news in my sleepy little neighborhood I was resigned to snapping a few shots of what I was doing this morning.

Like all mornings: Drinking Coffee

Not like all mornings: I think it is finally bright enough out (on some days) to start using my little Diana-mini without a flash (which I refuse to buy, because it’s bigger than its diminutive little owner-the Diana, not me)