Proof of tadpoles

Something was eating at me earlier today. It occurred to me that Andrea and I are the only people I know of that aware of this blog, but there just might be some other people somewhere in the world who stumble across this page and might not believe the story of the tadpoles. You never know, a deranged person might, perhaps out of a longing for entertainment or some other personal reason, fabricate a story like that. I mean, you never know. In an effort to dispel this possibility, I decided to photograph one of Jolie's charges. I know this picture could have been taken anywhere, or of any tadpole, but what can I say-- suspend your skepticism.

Hey! Speaking of pictures, I was playing with the flash tonight and did some fun things with hand-held lighting. The ghost picture is a 30 second exposure that I was only in for about the first 5-10 seconds. The flash fired on the first curtain, I hung out for a few moments and then left the frame. I am really fascinated by the possibilities with long exposures. Smart people, I'm sure, have pretty accurate ideas of what the results will be when they take these, but for me, it's like opening a present each time I chimp the screen. Granted, sometimes the present is a steaming pile of poo-- that only means it's just like life. So much for the dime store psychology of photography....

I've really got nothing to say about the bee picture. I was just excited that is was my first bug picture with the macro lens that I got for my birthday last month-- 100mm f2.8. I was also a little excited that it only took me 70 frames to get it. A minuscule depth of field = much trial and even more error...