Farm Dog
I can’t remember the name of Farmer Pauls Dog, but this is he. For some reason, the daft old thing was sat staring at the side of a haystack. This is pretty much the only digital photo I took at Bungay this year, and I don’t think I finished any of the rolls of film I took with me. I must have taken all the photos of buttercups and jugglers that I possibly can over the last 5 years.
I also notice that there are only two photos published here for May, which is really quite poor going. I’ll try and pull my socks up for June.
Do less work.
Make more money.
Shoot more film!