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Katie and the big yellow moon

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It all started with Katie as most things do in this household. Rightfully so she adds.

She had to go out; it was about 6:30 in the morning. No sense arguing with her, best to just roll with it. Rub your eyes and find your pink clogs and shuffle with her out the door, down to the end of the driveway to her favorite spot for leaving early morning pee-mail.

Glancing over your shoulder as she snuffles along you see the moon is setting. And you remember you have a brand new tripod and wouldn’t this be a great time to try it out.

But she is still snuffling, she hasn’t chosen her exact spot yet. There is something that smells good over there by the day lily. Really good apparently.

You tug on her leash, urging her to hurry up. Sniff sniff…meander… sniff some more.

Finally she is done and you both sprint for the house, your mind trying to remember where you last saw the tripod. The camera. Most importantly your glasses. Her mind wondering what glorious adventure we are heading toward.

Gathering up all three you fumble attaching the camera to the tripod. Got it finally. Hurry – the moon is going down!

Outside as you tiptoe carefully across the dew slick deck Katie prances and pulls expecting an adventure. She has to go with you because if you left her in the house she’d bark hysterically and spouse is sleeping. Smart spouse.

The grass is flooded with dew. Your pajamas are instantly soaked, the pink clogs slip off your feet forgotten. Katie gets put, much against her wishes, in her pen to watch you from a safe enclosure. And so you don’t have to handle the leash while figuring out the tripod as the moon slips faster and faster toward the tree tops.

Because the moon is so low you have to go behind a line of spruce trees planted on the side of a hill. Out of Katie’s sight. She puts up a small protest. You tell her to shhhhhhhh!

The hill makes setting up the tripod harder. You can’t remember which way to turn this and that. The camera is heavy and you can’t find the knob to tighten the center post and it keeps slipping. You hold it with your hand, bend down and squint through the lens. Your glasses slide off your head and fall into the wet grass.

You grab them up, refocus the wandering lens and shoot, then try to check the image but you can’t see because your glasses are smeared with dew and fingerprints and bits of recently mowed grass.

You refocus everything including your brain and try again. Click

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And from behind you comes the unmistakable smell of a visitor. Odious would be the term.

You gather up your camera atop the unwieldy tripod and race on bare feet to get the dog and you both gingerly run across the slippery deck into the house where you begin to laugh and she looks at you like you are crazy.

Which is pretty much certifiably true.

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Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

23 thoughts on “Katie and the big yellow moon

  1. great shots and Katie is so cute!

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  2. But the results were so worth it! Says me, sitting in her chair with dry feet.

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  3. But you captured the moon and have such a fun adventure to remember 🙂

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  4. Good job! Working under pressure, too. Was there a skunk nearby? But it missed you, right? Good again!

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  5. Written like a true photographer. . .always go for the picture and the story. Beautiful picture.

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  6. we were out tarring up the moon last night – it was huge !

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  7. The things we do to get just the right photo! And here, the results are definitely worthwhile!

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  8. lol! I’ve had similar experiences minus a dog to verify I am crazy. 🙂

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    • Long ago, before I had Katie attached to my leg, I was taking a photo while sitting on an ice covered rock in stormy Lake Superior. And I realized how stupid that was and clambered off and got back in my car. That time I knew I was certifiably crazy. Even without a dog.

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  9. Ahhh-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!! Did you ever find the pink clogs? I’m really glad you took these pictures because I slept through the whole thing. Nice job.

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  10. That moon was something else
    Lily & Edward

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  11. LOL what a story!! That’s great! It is an occasion like this that I suggest that having a fenced in yard is a really great thing for a dog owner! 😉 Happy for you that you did manage these pretty shots.

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