day 4 - fireworks tree.jpg
by rachelellen

Comment:
I'm with Roz. There's nothing to apologize for. I also thought tis was a floral shot from the thumb. It's such a departure from the standard star-burst you get in most fireworks photos.

Besides, it's Independence Day. If you can shoot them, you got to show them.

Day 3 - Life on Edge!
by jonfrommk

Comment:

John,

Spectacular shot. So was the camera nearby? And did the little guy just sit still while you got ready? He looks like he's holding a pose for you.

Day 3 - Claire and shadows.jpg
by rachelellen

Comment:
Love the perspective and shadows here. Very well placed.
And I'm right there with you on the tummy rule. My daughter is 17 and I don't want tummy, shoulders, neckline (really even ankles) showing. I know what the boys are thinking!

day-3-gloomy.jpg
by suiteness

Comment:
Great clarity and you've captured the gloomy feel really well.

Day No. 2
by Germaine

Comment:
Really well done. The color contrast is great. I'm curious about what else is in the window. There are faint hints of other surprises in the top half. Nice job.

Downtown Mural
by runeric

Comment:
I have to agree with BAMartin - the grain works here. Nice shot.

Day 3 - Janet
by bdenny

Comment:
Very nice portrait. You are doing pretty well with that point-and-shoot and home depot lights. Congratulations.

Day 2: A Day at the Beach
by Blue Moon

Comment:
Man I want to go back to the beach.
This is very good. The sand looks perfect and the reflection is incredible.
Great job.

Day 2 - raspberry.jpg
by colorcarnival

Comment:
Michelle,
Many years ago my dog died unexpectedly. We had found him in his dog house that evening, unable to lift his head enough to take a drink. I carried him inside and tried to make him comfortable while we tried to find out where we could take him (it was late at night).
Before we could do anything, he cried out and gave up. It was quite surprising and not a pretty death. I was stunned and was completely unprepared for the depth of emotion that washed through me.
The kids were already in bed, and I couldn't bear to let them see him in this state, so I buried him that night under a giant oak tree in our back yard. It must have been an eerie site for anyone still awake past midnight - me in the yard, crying and digging. I cried the next morning too, waiting to tell my children that Spenser was gone.

Sure they're only dogs.

You go ahead and do whatever you need to do. And when that time finally comes to cry, you cry without shame.

Day 1 of 50 - Bolt
by krafty1

Comment:
I don't know. It's looks kinda screwy to me....