It was a routine walk to the mailbox. I expected only a bill or two. Or (if I was lucky) an empty box. Instead, though, wedged in the mailbox was an almost-too-big-to-fit box. Oh yeah. You KNOW I knew what it was! :-)
My new business cards!!
:-P
Another step in my journey toward becoming a real photographer now complete. So what if it means absolutely nothing and so what if I shouldn't be so excited over a little stack of pink and black rectangles of cardstock. But. I. Am.
So there. The business cards do not make the photographer, but these business cards sure do make the photographer happy. :-D
Oh! And I have no joined the ranks of photographers with a queue of pictures waiting to be blogged. Sheesh. Its so complicated to be a photographer. Don't get me wrong. I ain't complaining. Nosireebob. I enjoy having a bazillion pictures waiting for me to look at and hundreds of pictures waiting to be sorted and many many many pictures waiting to be blogged.
You'll have to be patient, though, and wait to see the goodness that's coming. Or... maybe I'm just biased. It might be awful. Don't get your hopes up. ;-)
In the meantime, though, Fall feels like a cozy fireplace, glowing sunsets and yellow leaves, hot tea, candlelight, pumpkin soup and herb bread, warm scarves, and new shoes. And, in my universe, it looks something like a historic porch at dusk.
