It’s ok to have favorites in some instances. Thank goodness because he’s mine. My favorite, that is.
He isn’t normally bearded. 3 weeks in the mountains of Wyoming is the reason for it this time. I do like him bearded and find his fiddling with it endearing. The fiddling captured above.
Getting him in front of the camera was a real treat for me and a rare occurrence. I don’t know if it’s because I don’t suggest it or because he’d rather not, but I was so pleased to have him to stare at through my lens yesterday evening. I enjoyed how easily he could go from serious…
to sweet in a matter of seconds.
He’s photogenic, this one. And handsome to boot.
and he’s mine.