Started out nice. Had plans to go out and photograph Julie and Ginger (Ginger's her horse, ya know). Got out to the farm quite a bit south of town around noon. I actually beat Julie there.
After getting horsie in, cleaned up, saddled up, we went out to the back fields so she could put the horse through its paces. I took a bunch of photos while Julie had the horse trot, canter, etc. Then we went to the back where the jumps were. Julie had to practice those, and was really happy that I was there to A) take pictures of it and B) to watch her and the horse for form, balance, etc. I was her "trainer" for the day. :) After about 1/2 hour at that, we took the horse back to the barn/stalls for un-saddling, brushing etc. We then went back out to the arenas, where I took even more photos of the both of them, some when Julie was trying to get Ginger to perform a trick (which she was doing great yesterday, but was now camera-shy). She gave up after a bit, and we went back to the stalls (again), put the blanket on the horse, and Julie put her back in one of the corrals while I loaded another roll of film in the camera. She changed into another outfit while I collected some of the other equipment I needed for the portraits.
She came back out in a few minutes, and we walked out to a couple of gazebos that they have on the farm. After a few shots there, we walked way out in the back of the farm in search of picturesque settings that I could put her in. We didn't find any, but I did take a few more on the walk. It was really windy anyway, and that didn't help the situation, as it kept blowing her long blonde hair around.
After a bit we decided to call it a day, and try again next week. I managed to get around a dozen shots of her, and will finish the roll(s) next time. Hopefully not as windy, but just as nice of a day. It was really fun being out there, and what was better is that she had fun doing that. I took off for home as she went in to put things away and do some more "horse-things." All in all, I think it was a good 3.5-hour swell spent. I only hope the photos turn out. I don't know why I am worried about it. I think I know what I'm doing, and I've got a beautiful subject.
This evening, I noticed my friend Greg is down at his parent's house. All the past few weeks, I've been saying that I was going to go down there when I saw his car. Now tonight, when I see it, I back out. Figures. Spineless weasel am I. Loser boy with a capital "L" on my forehead (despite what Crystal says). I guess I just don't know what to say if I went down there.
Oh well, trying not to dwell on it. It just figures. I've got no ambition, I guess.