I’ve been very neglectful of my blog and to any readers I might still have left, I apologize.

In the last 2 months thanks to my wife Lu, Maggie Mistal, Tracy, Amanda, Tricia and many others I have become (re)possessed with my photography. Being a professional photographer for going on 25 years, shooting pretty much nothing but architecture, I had lost my photo edge and some of my verve.

While from, time to time during those years I did “create” artful images they all lay dormant, either in a file folder, or some deep dark place of my hard drive. Since I hung up my Nemo photo, and started photographing Mr. Peabody, and anything else equine, I can’t turn it off.

The time I had spent blogging is now spent either shooting or editing. As I write this, it is 3AM and I am typing this very quickly (please ignore my more than usual typos!) so I can zip over to the Saratoga Race Track, before sunrise, snap snap snap some horses, and get back in time to clean stalls, and then get on with my day to day….

Last weekend Lu and I took a break from mowing the lawn, to go to some art galleries, see some work of my Facebook friends, and take a nice walk in downtown Saratoga Springs. Suddenly right in front of us, a wedding broke out, and I in turn broke out in a sweat. No camera in my possession and photo ops dead ahead!!!!

I turned to Lu in some weird moment of panic, and miracle of all miracles, she had her little camera in her pocket book. I grabbed it and went to “work”. I became half stalker, half paparazzi, and followed this wonderful event through town and into the park. The battery dying, and Lu looking at me very cockeyed (we were on our way for a much needed ice cream at the time), I shot till the battery died. I have never photographed a wedding, and have no desire to do so, but I in the zone so shoot I did.

Lu just mumbled, as we headed to Coldstone, with a smile on her face, what did I get myself into.