eye see you

Enjoying a rare warm November day, I held the camera out, aimed at my eye and snapped.  These eyes have seen so much, and have so much left to see!

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I cheated, these were taken a couple of days ago when the day was warm and sun was our friend.  The first eye is mine, the second is my grandson's.  He actually sat still long enough to let me take a macro of his eye.  I love his beautiful brown eyes!  I have never seen circles in an iris before.  Interesting.  I did a little searching and the only thing I can find about these circles is on this website - it says these are nerve rings and basically means he's about to have a breakdown?  He's 3 years old - I think he's more apt to cause a breakdown, lol.

Left Foot, Right Foot

The day before an oncologist visit is always a trying time! Worry that I won't ask the right questions, or he won't order the correct tests, that something, some evil, bad cell, will be overlooked and left to grow. I am on edge all day.

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For many of my entries in this project I am going with whatever I find interesting to take a photo of and then accessing the emotions I can tie into it. But today, my emotion was nervousness, and I had to try to depict it. Once I came up with the idea I had to find a broken piece of glass and figure out how to take my own foot with it. I finally remembered that there were a few beer bottles in the recycling container, then had to figure how to break one without it scattering everywhere, lol. I put it in a box from a coffee bean grinder and beat it on the garage floor, and believe it or not it was harder to break than I thought it would be. So next I hit the box on a hammer - that worked. Now to find a poking up shard, yeah, good luck. But I managed.

Oh, and I thought about going and cleaning my feet and painting my nails, but I thought a messy foot would be better. . .