It was a sultry night, quiet-ISH, muggy, and full of itch. Honestly, I could think of no place I’d rather be more3than about 700 miles in any direction from where I now stood. That said, what's a girl to do when out for late night photography 101 project that should have finished not only hours ago, but days ago?
Left with little choice, a flash-light, a camera and my last can of bumper chrome, I set out through Green bay’s finest "BLECH" to pay homage to the remains of a golden retriever I had found earlier that day. "Two birds with one stone" I said and "two birds with one stone" I meant. It was a great idea, and I was certain, if not through verbal confirmation, then through, predictabil...Read More