I have a strange compulsion to photograph my dad when he’s using his camera.  It helps that Dad is photogenic.

Finally, I think this image nicely sums up my last month or so.  (Embiggen to read the sign.)

I’m on spring break and carrying my camera everywhere, as I’ve found I’ve been lousy about documenting the boy’s life recently.

I call this one “Suburban boy taken hostage by mother and forced to pose listlessly in front of world’s largest ammonite”: