A year is a really long time to do something. I know that there are people out there that have been doing 365 projects for three years. That ain’t me, kids.
It’s starting to slip my mind and I really think it’s because we’re on the last wind of our 52 week challenge; only six more weeks left. At eight o’clock last night, I dragged my butt out of bed and sorted through photos I had taken last week, hoping that I’d have a “down” photo. Well wouldn’t you know…
Here is my down:
Cooling down. Down for the count. This doggin is as down as she can get. I didn’t even think about the challenge when I took this. I just had to get a shot of that puddle of pink tongue on the tile. This is post-frisbee. I had to make her stop. Chase doesn’t even recognize her own limits. She’s addicted. I don’t think they offer a 12-step program for frisbee fiends. Maybe they should. I mean, she refused a cookie just for another toss.
Next week’s challenge is “fruit”. I’m challenging myself to get a nice photo before this weekend. Then no scampering around the night before. Don’t forget to check out the flickr group and see how others interpreted “down”. Until next week… I got nothing clever… it’s too early for that today. Have a happy hump day.