The aftermath

Sunday Selfie number ten. Good news, I’m a fifth of the way there. It’s hard to focus on this little project when the days are getting longer and warmer.

Phone-a-friend One evening this week I was texting with Holly and randomly asked for two words. I had radio silence for awhile and then she came back with “Flying Fluff”—courtesy of my son-in-law Joe.

Flying fluff

After the pillow fight with Fergie. This is her go-to position.

Fergie is probably one of the smartest greyhounds we have ever had. She’s fun and perky and when she wants something, the whole neighborhood knows. She’s also incredibly affectionate.

A pillow fight seemed so perfect for her. She makes us laugh every day with her on-the-bed antics. She has a blanket for her dog bed and frequently pulls it up to the bed for more comfort. Then, one-by-one she grabs our pillows from under the comforter and makes herself comfy. This happens every day of the week.

Behind the scenes

It took me awhile to figure out something for the flying fluff. The pillow fight popped into my head almost immediately and it won out over all of the other ideas. The hardest part was nailing down the lighting. I went back and forth for quite a while until I got what I wanted.

I had to sacrifice a feather pillow, that did bother me.

I had no idea how many millions of feathers were in that pillow.

The studio looks like it had a snow storm go through and I have no doubt that we will be finding feathers for at least another decade.

I still have feathers in my hair.

I probably wouldn’t do this one again.

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