Bears

 

Many parents have sweet pet names for their kids, many of them animal related. My parent's called me bear. I'm not sure how this came to be but they do, sometimes even baby bear. I don't think I am supposed to admit that I love it, but I love it. This is why I have decided when I finally get the nerve to get my first tattoo that it will be a bear. It will be simple like this one, easily hidden and ridiculously small because I am rebellious like that.

 However, there is something about nature drawn onto the skin in that permanent black ink that just seem so right to me. So here are some other (and more detailed) bear or nature related tattoos I like as well:

 

      

I found all of these images through the horridly addicting pinterest and you should follow my personal tattoo board if you want to see more images.  

Bears eat beets. Bears. Beets. Battlestar Galactica.

Another Photographic Adventure

We have been apreciating the rare scattered days of sun where we can take off our rain parkas and rubber boots, and the other day Kierra and I went on a photoshoot with our new friend Emily. In a few weeks I may even have a roll of 120 film developed from my lovely Holga I may just scan and share with you lovely readers.