Apples & Oranges

Mom sent me an email and was terribly disappointed she only got to see Rover's fingers and toes in the last post. Here are some sweet cheeks for her and you.

When he goes outside in the humidity his hair gets a little crazy.

I like to think he's sprouting his wings... being the sweet angel he is.

I know, I know, he's Rover one minute and angel the next.

Regardless of his disposition, I love the little man just the same.

And guess what other squirrels I love too {besides the one holding him}? The swimming squirrels.

These pictures were taken with my 50 mm 1:1.8 lens. While Marla is still stewing over her answers I will answer a few that were aimed towards me. One being, "which lens do you prefer, your wide angle or your 50 mm?" This is a hard question for me to answer because comparing the two lenses is like comparing apples & oranges. They both are wonderful for capturing different things and I find myself often switching between the two. For example, the wide angle is great at capturing wide shots. Imagine that! Both of these were taken with the wide angle.

In the girl's room, I was standing ON their beds. In his room I was just a few feet from his crib. It really is amazing how much more you can capture with it. The 50 mm is really a very reasonable lens so if you're budget conscious I'd suggest you start with it... but then save up for the wide angle because it really is a fabulous lens too. And just like my children, these lenses have different talents, strengths and weaknesses.

I also had the "what software do you use" question pop up a few times. The answer is: I'm still saving up for Photoshop. I currently edit and crop {but rarely crop} my pictures using the Canon software that came in the box with my camera. It is user friendly and so far I've been quite pleased with what it has to offer.

I've got more photography thougts on my brain but I think I will incorporate more of my thoughts/advice with Marla's.

In non-photo news, I've been cleaning up barf today. Morgan's under the weather and a terrible shot. I'll spare you any details. But really it hasn't been that bad... I think I hate the idea of vomit or perhaps I fear vomit more than I really hate vomit itself. Well, it is pretty nasty, come to think of it, and I did almost vomit myself while cleaning it. So, yes, vomit stinks, and I've cleaned up lots of it. Just be so grateful I didn't take any pictures!

Last but not least, the book from yesterday was published in 1967! Glad to hear of so many Golden Books and Baby Dear fans out there... I knew we had a lot in common.