Sunday, April 06, 2008

Miss Orange Goes on an Adventure

For no good reason that I can recollect, I spent part of Easter weekend photographing a childhood toy — an orange ball that came bearing the name "Miss Orange" and that initially smelled like an orange. At the time, it seemed like a good idea to pose her among various bits of foliage.

miss orange in my hand

miss orange in the bush

miss orange in the pine tree

miss orange in the weeds 4

miss orange in the grass

miss orange in the weeds

4 comments:

  1. This is very existential.

    Also, I think myself and Miss Orange might be related.

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  2. I can see it. If you're in my neck of the woods, we can do another round with you. Or possibly a side-by-side!

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  3. That sounds great!

    I should warn you first of two things:

    1. I'm not very good with climbing trees.

    2. I'm concerned about your ability to lift me towards the sky in one hand. Your previous gym-quitting post notwithstanding.

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  4. Technically, I'd only need to lift your head...

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