Growing up quick

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My oldest daughter turns five in a few months, and this is truly one of the first pictures she willingly let me take.  She is growing up quick (too fast sometime, too slow others) and it is hard to stop and catch the subtle changes that happen often, glad I have a ton of pictures to look back on as the years speed by. Time stand still, as Rush would sing it..

Kill what ales ya’

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Two in one day? Yep. First time I have had to sit down and work on images in a while so you lucky people get a two-fer.

My best friend John drinking a locally-crafted First Magnitude ale at my favorite watering hole, the Gainesville House of Beer.

Mr. Potato Head’s Prison

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St. Patrick’s Day is a big deal in Savannah. I guess they need all the potatoes they can get for the festivities. Not sure why they are holding the Steeler’s victory gnome hostage, but I am not in the know on these matters…

Good Morning St John’s

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After a night of chasing ghosts, Emily (about a year old at the time) woke up early so I decided we should go on walkabout to see how Savannah transforms from the most haunted city in America to an enthralling architectural and historic beauty. This photo of St. John’s Episcopal Church captures a little of both as the golden light of morning pushes away dark shadows hiding vengeful ghosts. Shot on Fuji Provia 400X film (sadly discontinued in 2013).

Is it Rosary Pea..

…or an alien space pod? It is rosary pea (Abrus precatorius) to my best knowledge. As cool as this pod looks, the seeds of the rosary pea are actually more toxic than the infamous ricin. Paired with the fact it is an invasive exotic species here in Florida and you really have a deadly (non-space) invader.

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One picture too many

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My four-year-old daughter had enough at this point. We went to a food truck rally in the late afternoon and were met with hot sun, humidity so high you could practically swim, and long lines at the food trucks. A sure recipe for cranky kids (and wife). As fussy as she was about me taking her picture again, my one-and-change-year-old daughter had a level 5 meltdown (as seen in the background, willing my wife to disappear so she can play in the dirty puddles) that caught the attention of everyone within three city blocks. A hasty retreat soon ensued as “those people with the screaming baby” left under a cloud of shame. Well, at least I got that tasty Hawaiian burger (and this photo) before we had to hit the evac button.

Posting this, I notice that nothing has been published since April. Wow, has it been that long? Well, with the move almost behind us and getting through a crazy summer at work I hope to be doing some photography again and sharing it with you kind folks. Thanks for checking in!

AG