I ain't been droppin' no leaves, sir, honest!

Here's one more Autumnal picture:

And that's the last from that shoot. Wonder what's next?

Autumn Inside

I felt a bit strange a couple of weeks ago while I was walking around my neighborhood, picking up dead leaves, twigs and acorns and stuffing them into my tote bag. Especially when I got the branch full of dead leaves (seen in picture two) that was too large to safely hide away in my bag making it seem all too obvious that my furtive snatches at bits of organic detritus were not from an impulsive appreciation of autumnal beauty, but more likely the compulsive obsession of a crazy woman. So, it is at the expense of my reputation in the neighborhood that I bring you the following photographs:

All you need is a pretty girl... (aka Sex Sells)

Sometime this summer, Jay and I took a respite near the window of Slainte in Fell's Point, cooling off with some tasty brew and probably watching soccer. I was playing with my camera and took a few shots of Jay's bottle of beer with a serendipitous background.



I think that would sell a few beers, don't you? Here, take another look:

I think I like the second better than the first. In the first, I like that she is clearer and her beer is visible, though it would be better if she were drinking Yuengling as well. But the second seems to show a connection which brings anticipation and excitement. (In reality she was sitting down at that moment, not getting up, and there was no connection to speak of, but that's my little secret.) I guess in the end which picture to use would depend on the copy for the ad.