playground searching
Roan and I went for a walk at Graue Mill on Sunday. As we were on the path and after letting three dogs kiss him, he asked me if we could go to the playground. It was getting late and the mosquitos were starting to come out in full rage so I told him, we'd have to find one. Roan started saying, "Playground, where are you?" so I played along.
We started walking back towards the car and I heard him stop. As I turned around, I saw him facing a large tree and heard him ask the tree if it's seen a playground. Roan's got a great imagination. He asked a couple more trees about the playground. We learned a good lesson that evening--Trees don't know where playgrounds are...or they are not talking.
Above: I got a smile AND eye contact!
Above: He was putting on his "mean" face.
Above: "Hello? Anyone home?" Every time we come here the mill is closed. He always tries to get in.
BTW...It's real...the D700 is real! I love my D300 and can live with it for now, but I am going to save up for this one: Full frame, high ISO performance? I'm drooling!