My neighbour got a kitten, so I’ve been doing a bit of cat sitting. I can’t say my dog, Indie, is particularly happy with me.
I can’t believe it’s taken me 13 years of friendship to get to Uist. South Uist is where my friend, Shawshank, is from. She’s been trying to get me on a propellor plane to the Outer Hebrides for many of those years. By the way, the plane was even smaller than I imagined. My aisle only had one seat!
It was worth the journey, though, and I’m charmed by island life. I also considered going vegetarian after meeting all of these lovely cows.
Thanks to Lisa and her dog, Bella, for letting me crash in their house!
Every week for 52 weeks I took a photo of my dog. I thought it’d be a great idea; I was snapping photos of Indie all the time and figured it would be nice to look back on in the future. To begin with I had a lot of enthusiasm for the ‘project’, but towards the end became lazy and dragged my heels. There are some photos here that make me cringe, but pushing myself as a photographer wasn’t what this collection was about.
It’s about Indie and how much she warms my heart on a daily basis, therefore capturing my life with her for a short period of time. I don’t know much about Indie’s background; how old she is or how many homes she’s had (I know I am at least her third, and she is probably about 7 years old now), but I know she is a lot of fun to have in my life and that’s why I took these photos.