I'll open this post on a sappy note: Today I looked at my wedding photo that I keep in my cubicle at the office. As I looked at that record of such a happy moment - on the steps of the church before getting into the limo to the reception, I realized something surprising. Surprising in a great way. I realized that I actually find my wife to be more attractive now than in that photograph. Of course I still love the photo, and I still think Valerie is beautiful in that picture. But the woman I see every morning when I wake up, the way she looks now, to my present eyes, is far more appealing. This isn't because of any particular physical transformation that I can isolate. I think it's a matter of recognizing that the woman I see in that photo, all prettied-up in her wedding dress and such, isn't the same woman I hang out with in the evenings and on weekends. My Valerie is the Valerie I know now and today, and I'm in love with her.
Anyway, I had to lead with that.
So what else? Well tomorrow concludes my large format photography workshop. We have, essentially, 6 hours to make prints from our 4x5 negatives, and I'm thrilled about it. I'm really hoping this on-call Blackberry (with which I'm stuck until Monday morning) doesn't interrupt my fun, but if it does, that's life.
Tomorrow also means the arrival of my sister-in-law to my house, and she'll be with us for at least a week. So she and Valerie and myself will of course be out gallivanting around town hitting our favorite haunts in rapid succession so Elizabeth can get her semi-annual dose of Richmond fun. I'm looking forward to good coffee, food, beer, etc. And I'll also take a crap-ton of photos, naturally.
That's all the news (about me) that's fit to type, at least right now.