Shooting the Shots

What I am going to say to begin this post is that as much as Sue and I seem to like each other, there are times when either of us could, quite literally, shoot the other. 

We feel it so much that sometimes we even shoot one another shooting.

I shot her over coffee and blueberry scone snacks after she neglected to order me a take-away cookie.

Yesterday, we went for breakfast for a little outing to break some of the tedium that goes along with November. Sue wondered why she was served fried eggs instead of poach that she had ordered. I think she was almost ready to shoot someone other than me for a change. But she decided that not to shoot the young server for getting her order wrong.

One day she caught me shooting my beloved tamarcks

I rely on Sue, but I do try to hold up my end of the bargain, especially when she is desperate to shoot her shot of the day.

I was ready to shoot myself after I turned on my phone in the park, and it accidentally switched to selfie mode. Sue can't stand it when I don't smile giddily for the camera, so she made me laugh. I guess it is better this way and much better than shooting myself in the foot, so to speak.

These have been some odds and ends photos that have been languishing in the queue. There will be more to be found there now that the shooting ain't so hot out there in the cold wild.