All posts for the month June, 2011

I am a cat lady

Published June 19, 2011 by Cassie

There is no denying it. However I am also a dog lady. Ever since I was 7 and got my first disposable camera, my favorite subject for ~photography~ practice was our animals.

Marshmallow will not stand for any bullshit.

I used to try to recreate the Glamour Shots backdrops from the mall in our kitchen. This usually consisted of me hanging up a towel and/or colorful tablecloth in the doorway and cajoling various pets of ours to sit in front of it and post while I snapped away on my disposable Kodak.

Needless to say, I put Ansel Adams to shame.

Cricket is one of the sweetest dogs we've ever had. She also seems to look perpetually befuddled.

Now, I just take pictures of our animals whenever I think they’re looking particularly cute. Which is almost always.

They're always together. I wish we had named them Pongo and Perdita.

It’s just for fun. Besides a stint in photography club in 10th grade, I’m not the most skilled photographer. I just take pictures of things I like, and sometimes I post them on my blog. Because why not?

He's never taken a bad picture in his life.


In my mind I’m going to Carolina…

Published June 19, 2011 by Cassie

Coker Arboretum in the fall

Found some older pictures I took at UNC. I loved the Arboretum in the fall. And the Spring. And covered in snow.

Okay, I just love the arboretum. It made me like snow…which is a thing that I, as a Floridian, naturally distrust.

Coker Arboretum

Coker Arboretum

Now I feel like I need to listen to some James Taylor.

Summer means…

Published June 18, 2011 by Cassie

…the Nanny reruns, Real Housewives of New Jersey, and reading whatever the hell I feel like reading (and thesis research, but I’m still pretending that doesn’t exist for one more day).

But summer also means raspberries on sale. Raspberries for dessert.

I love summer.

I always have the urge to write

Published June 3, 2011 by Cassie

And then when I get down to it, I haven’t the faintest idea what to say. I feel like I have all this untapped creativity surging around in my brain and not a single clue as to how to release it. It may not even be untapped creativity (how pretentious does that sound?), but I’m feeling restless and write-y lately (totally a word, don’t bother looking it up). Maybe I should start keeping a personal journal again, or just start writing crap into a word document? I’m not sure what I want to write, it may not channel into blogging.

I could start writing proper blog posts instead of just midnight ramblings. I did promise more pictures. Here’s a few I took at the Ren Faire in January!

These were terrifying

Aw yeah, deep fried Snickers. Although really, not as good as I was hoping. It was rather mushy. Next time I'll try fried pickles because I feel like a bad Southerner for never having had them.

This lady just brought her baby goat to hang out at the fair! I don't think she was working at any of the booths....she was just like "think I'll take my goat out for a day at the fair." So precious.

In other news, I should not have eaten that garlic knot. I can hear my morning breath cackling sinisterly in the distance.