Lately I’ve been having trouble selecting photos to post. I’ve always liked the posts with just one good shot. They’re nice and concise, a brief snapshot into our days. But I take a bazillion photos, and I’m a bit fanatic about taking them off the camera each night and sorting them quickly into dated folders. Posting the photos is one way that I make sure I don’t find myself with a camera full of photos that I can’t even remember taking. I don’t spend a lot of time dwelling on them – the bad ones go, and the good ones stay. A few get posted. A few get printed for albums.
But now I find myself looking through the fifty swinging shots and finding out that I absolutely love about forty-nine of them, and if I look at that fiftieth one sideways and squint a bit, I kind of like it too. And really, I think you might enjoy about forty-seven of them, because her smile is just a tad bit different in this one than the last one… and you get the picture.
So on that note, here are a few more swing shots. I know it’s an old theme now, but humor me if you don’t mind. At least I left off the other forty-two.