December Memories: Dogs & Polar Bears

I took a bunch of pictures over Christmas and I had a nice time going out for walks and hanging out with dogs. It's strange, maybe, that I have never had a dog. What kind of excuse for a life am I living? But luckily other people have dogs. Thank god.

There's something about walking along a forest path with three dogs that does feel like the most right thing to do at any given time. Let me be there with the dogs at any moment, emanating a mysterious glow in the woods, with dogs. That's the goal. That's the dream. But also what's good, is having a huge teddy bear.

My grandfather knows this true fact, and so possesses only the largest and best cuddly polar bears. There was a good moment on Christmas morning when four of us crowded round taking pictures of these two bears with two glasses of bucks fizz. We are all photographers. Don't disturb us when we are engaging in our prestigious and necessary craft.

Speaking of incredible photography that transcends all human understanding with its brilliance, I took this picture on another late night dog walk, and there's something about the light and the sky that I really like. Grainy, pointless images, are of course, my passion. But you know... it's that particular night time serenity. The deep blue of the sky. The shadows and dark trees. The threatening glow of a nearby streetlight. All things good.

Check out the river, too. It's pretty good.