Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Ogres are like onions
Our kitchen table, London, Ontario, February 2007 [Click to enlarge]
By now, my wife and kids are used to my really annoying habit of taking whatever intrigues me and bringing it to the table for an impromptu photo shoot. When I start moving things away to ensure I've got sufficient light, they know I'm about to go fetch the camera and tripod. So when I do actually fetch the camera and tripod, they're already primed to roll their eyes and sigh. Loudly.
As maddening as my little photographic obsession can be, I think they secretly enjoy it. I see them cracking little smiles when they think I'm not looking.
I guess from this point forward, no onion is safe.
Your turn: So I've outed my admiration of all things Shrek. Are ogres indeed like onions? Are we?