the flower that sucked my blood…
one afternoon, the girl and i were up in this place called peninsula. it’s a small little spot somewhere in the cuyahoga national park. i am always lost when i go in there, but this day, we found our way into the place. we had lunch and during lunch, they had this fantastic wheat beer on tap. down the hatch they went. with all these beers, they brought slices of lemons. as i squeezed the lemons, lemon juice kinda squirted everywhere. it was nothing too messy, but i guess the essence was all over me by the time lunch was over. we decided to go hiking on the trails, and found ourselves kinda far back up the trail. the problem was, this was the middle of summer. right at the height of mosquito season. these guys smelled not only the co2 in my breath, but all the lemon all over me. they attacked like pit bulls. every time i stopped walking, they would over power me. i wanted to shoot these little flowers so bad, but i couldn’t deal. finally, i sucked it up, hit the deck, and shot this little feller. i need to make a print of this for my wall.