I am lucky that we have greyhounds to photograph. But I am also lucky that people allow me to photograph their hounds, too. In this way I have met many of them, if even for the most fleeting of moments. I've tried to see and photograph "things" in the four greyhounds that we've adopted (first with Alex, then with Nikki, and now with Sadie and Katie), so that you might know a little about them as we know them. As I have tried to do with our hounds, so too have I tried to do the same with others.
But in pursuing these things therein lies a toll, and I find that I grieve for others' greyhounds as I have grieved for our own.
When I was at Greyhounds in Gettysburg a number of us went to have lunch at a friend's house. While there I took a number of pictures of Turbo:
...lying on his bed:
...looking out the front door:
...and napping on a favorite couch:
She'd asked me to take a family picture of her, her husband, and Turbo at Dewey last year but we didn't get the chance. Just before I had to leave for my flight home I asked her if we could spend a few moments to get that family picture she'd wanted. We stepped outside in the wet grass of their front lawn under overcast skies and took two photos. I used fill-flash to lighten the shadows a bit as well as add a catchlight in Turbo's eyes. I was done within a few minutes. I hoped I got some good images.
Then it was time for me to go.
Turbo passed away unexpectedly on 25 June. He was only 10.
(Shot with the Nikon D300 using the 50mm f/1.8 lens; first three photos camera set to aperture-priority with aperture set to f/2, f/2, and f/2.5 respectively; camera chose shutter speeds of 1/1600, 1/160, and 1/80 respectively; ISO 800; exposure compensation set to +0.7, +0.7, and 0 respectively; auto white balance; fourth picture camera set to program mode and slow-sync with SB-800 flash attached; camera chose 1/320 sec @ f/10; ISO 800; auto white balance. All pictures RAW and processed in Lightroom.)