A mouse in a house.
Actually it's a shed. I was playing with this photo in Photoshop as it's going to be part of a collage of four pictures in the 3rd edition of my self-published book, Passion = Truth, a photographic essay of life's truths (Blurb, Inc.).
The original photo (seen below) was a tad fuzzy. The mouse was anyway. But I was OK with that in the context that I was using it in my book. The above manipulation hides that nicely, plus I like the way the green leaves in the window turned a nice shade of purple. Reminds me of a style of greeting card. I like both photos. We'll see.
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My father's boyhood friend, Frank Lenton and his partner, Mike, live on 30 acres (something like that) out in East Troy, WI (15 minutes from my hometown). "Brolen Farms" is a respite from even the country life I'm used to in the Village of Waterford - quiet, secluded and Frank and Mike put on awesome parties. We were there for Frank's 71st b-day and I took a few shots of the property.
The lilacs are in full bloom across Wisconsin. That fragrance is as strong as any flower or plant California has to offer.
Frank and Mike have a small herd of Sika - a red deer indigenous to Vietnam - sectioned off on some acreage with a pond, the pond being one of the last original kettles in the state of Wisconsin. Every time we're at Brolen Farms my father asks Frank if he can shoot one of them with his bow. Frank is never amused.
A wood tick on my brother's pants leg - not to be confused with deer ticks which potentially carry Lyme's Disease.
Closer look at a wood tick on my brother's pants leg. Looking at them makes me wanna puke.
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