The table looked so nice this morning except for one end of it with a ratty blue-striped towel that John had thoughtfully put down to protect it from newspaper ink. He's sweet like that. I began setting up my tripod because I tend to shake before my morning cup of coffee and it was still early.
Somehow I had it figured that that would be John's cue to move along.
He's still there.
There're only so many unusual disguise angles to take. Sometimes it's best to go for the direct approach. "Honey, could you move over there? Please? Thanks."
There! That's better!
Ahhh, that's a nice unusual, well, if it weren't all whacky lighting from being so early in the morning.
That's pretty good.
Nope. That's best of all. Thanks, Hon!
And this just for the purists who don't want no stinking story. ☺
Have a great Friday and a beautiful weekend!