Nope, no knitting. I worked maybe three rows this weekend. Barely even worth mentioning. But I’ve got a darned good excuse!
This weekend was the birthday party for two of my mom’s Ya-Ya girlfriends. I was adopted (or indentured) as the photographer for the event, and let me tell you, that’s not easy. Taking pictures of knitting is much simpler because knitting does not run around and do stuff while you’re trying to capture it. People, on the other hand – especially people who are setting up for a big party or actually partying in that big party – are very mobile. They gather in places where half of them are in direct sunlight and the other half are in shadows. They bend over just as you’re snapping a shot and instead of a warm glowing smile, you get a full-on picture of their butt.
It’s tough. But fun.
I shot over 500 pictures over two evenings and managed to get some pretty decent shots. I also remembered to ask one of the other partygoers (Ya-Ya husband Eric) to take the camera and get an obligatory kilt shot for the blog.
Here’s a Ya-Ya in her natural habitat – sipping drinks by the pool.
And here’s a male knitter pretending to be much more macho than he really is.