It’s so much fun to live in a community with “rules”.

 

I recently got a call from the “life police” about my dogs barking. A neighbor had written an anonymous letter. I know who “anonymous” is, and she does exaggerate (to put it mildly), so I didn’t take it too seriously.

 

For one thing, my dogs don’t bark. They sing - for about a minute and a half twice a day - when the train goes by, we think. It could be just spontaneous, but it does seem to happen around the same times everyday. Of course the neighbor says they do it for three hours at a time. Since I am here with them all day, and am still in possession of my wits (or most of them, anyway), I can assure you it doesn’t last more than a Santa Fe minute (slower than other minutes - like New York minutes, for example).

 

 

Since this week’s lesson in the Guerrilla Photography Workshop is about enhancing our guerrilla shots with words and humor, I did the following as a response for the life police. (They thought it was very funny.)

What more can I say.

 

students already think they are having more fun than is legal. Wait until they see this lesson! Another session of that workshop begins April 17, for those of you who missed this one, and wish you hadn’t.