There is a barn that is kinda-sorta-not-really-but-almost-maybe near our house that is one of my many obsessions. It was abandoned a long time ago, and is just now hitting that absolute perfect level of disrepair and dilapidation that makes for an amazing backdrop to photos. I have an exact photo lingering in my mind, and every once in a while Alexis and I stop so that I can try to get that exact photo.
The barn is probably going to fall over before I get that photo.
I can get this:
but if I try to move alongside the barn so that I can get that shot that is stuck in my brain, this happens:
The short person takes off running and then breaks into a crazy dance.
Once she gets bored of that, this starts to happen:
She has seriously never met a dandelion she didn't want to destroy.
Once the dandelions are gone, it's back to dancing:
It's hard not to get frustrated with all the shenanigans when all I really want is that shot. I can see it in my head and I want to see it in my viewfinder so bad. I've been trying to get it for over a year. It'll take less than two seconds to make it happen. All I need is for one certain short person to stand where I tell her to stand for just a moment. A very short moment.
Thank goodness Alexis has taught me to enjoy and cherish and make the most of the moments as they are given to me, rather than dwelling on how things aren't going the way I want. It's that sort of "Oh, hell, let's just dance then," attitude that leads to shots like this:
It's not that photo, but it'll do just fine.