The imperfect project


Lenny had about 13 good years, and left me with a perfect opportunity to finally get a shot of him as a still life subject. Not so perfect for Lenny, rip.


The imperfect project


It was a perfect day for exploring the rockpools, early afternoon, bright sun, blue sky, clear water, empty beach. This is how I think I remember the colours of the beach that day, the seaweed is known as Neptune’s necklace.

The imperfect project


Imperfect for the racetrack, but perfect for a family. BB understands digging, eating, walking and sleeping, she has no knowledge of what it takes to be a racing greyhound. This is to our great delight because she adopted us on sight and provides plenty of opportunity for belly rubs and pats, and comic relief as you can see.relaxing