Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Delayed another Day (PICS)
I wanted to post this update tonight, but I got carried away doing extras so here's a little preview for members
(and non-members) to get an idea of the kind of video I'm posting (just for members) tomorrow:
It starts out with some tugging and dick-sucking, then progresses to reverse cowgirl with a cumshot in panties (after some closeups of it going INSIDE me) which is one of my (and my fans') favorites:
I kept manipulating my panties with the cock against my ass even after the cumshot. This little animation doesn't quite do it justice, but since it's more than enough for some people to get off looking at, I'll leave it in simple mode and you have to join
to download the actual video (and others like it):
You've probably already heard how hot it's been here in the Pacific Northwest this week; I am on a pretty good roll with exercising semi-regularly, but it's so hot that I have to make sure to do it early or later after it cools down. Tonight it wound up being later (after an unexpected and annoying troubleshooting session with our most important spycam with nightvision & audio aimed at our bed) which means by the time I did that and showered it was really too late for me to put on makeup and record a vlog for members. Lately I've been trying to at least LOOK semi-sexy in the video blogs, so I'll save that for tomorrow when I hope the makeup efforts will do double-duty for some shoots. Then again, my period will probably come and I might have cramps so who knows . . . valiant efforts will be made, but they might be swatted down by the heavy hand of high humidity.Alliteration is funny with the letter "h".
Labels: mundane, Pacific Northwest, panties, PHOTOS, PORNOGRAPHY, weather
Thursday, January 08, 2009
Wind & Sun in Winter (PICS)
We lost power at our house for a couple of seconds today because of the wind; it almost seems freakier when the sun's out and it's blowing than if the skies were dark and ominous. Blue skies + windstorms = the pink goth of weather.
Though we live northwest of/near Seattle, the weather is totally different here with a lot less rain. We're lucky to have big windows facing south so in January and February we can sunbathe naked. Inside, unless you have fur:
I took these pictures in our backyard after going to the store where the power was out. According to the locals I heard talking, part of town was out of electricity because a transformer blew, a tree fell/knocked down lines, AND someone crashed a car into a pole. Our wind is a force to be reckoned with!
Next month we're planning to spend some time shooting closer to my hometown, in the area where (some of) Twin Peaks
was filmed. I really wanted to commission someone to sew a waitress costume to mimic the ones they wore at the diner in the series, but I messed up the specs on the auction I created and didn't want to pay for something four months in advance of a time that would be too late for the look/time of year I wanted. Maybe next year. For now we'll try to capture a little of the vibe/local color without being crazily ambitious. Someday I would love to have the resources to get a bunch of our friends and fellow-Peaks-fans together for a couple of weeks to shoot some tribute porn. Someday.
Labels: dog, dreams, goals, husky, mundane, nature, Pacific Northwest, pets, photography, PHOTOS, seasons, Seattle, television, weather
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
The older I get the more awed I am by the weather. Or maybe the longer I work inside from my own home without being obligated to go outside at all for anything, the more STUNNING the weather is when I do take notice of it (or maybe I mean nature in general rather than just the weather). Today was gloomy all morning then POURED down rain then did the sunshine thing so beautifully that everything was dripping with wet drops of light. Here's a photo looking the same direction as this one with snow
A little something that the deer left us near the compost bin (and yeah, I think it's BEAUTIFUL; I love the green in contrast to the glossy little pebble-turds):
The tunnel-like animal trail the deer take:
I interrupted my lunch-making to take those photos, then got in bed with my cooled-off soup, keeping an eye on the prettiness outside while I ate. Less than an hour later the sky and wind started hurling snowflakes at me, pelting the glass between us. It make me fucking giddy (this picture in no way does it justice, but there is that one flake you can see on the window and the obvious difference in the sky):
It's funny to compare how I feel about the weather to the way I feel about sex; I think people are entirely too excited about sex and really underenthused about the weather. I know local television news is enthusiastic about weather, but not the way I mean. I mean one or two people or some swinging couples in an RV campground hearing the rain pelting their roofs and hopping out of bed to say, "whoah! Dja hear that? WOW, look at that!!" Then everyone hugs and cuddles and gets wet. Or you hug yourself and grin and stare.
Everyone's so fucking excited about taking pictures of naked people, but I honestly think that will get old and tiresome faster than the weather. Maybe I just feel that way because I work day in and day out with naked pictures of people. But I also have lived near Seattle for my entire 34 years so you'd think if it was a matter of overexposure I'd be OVER getting excited about precipitation. Maybe if it were my job to take nature pictures, THEN I'd be able to compare sex vs. weather on a level playing field.
I'm not saying that sex and naked people aren't fantastic -- they are -- I'm just recognizing the intensity of my feelings for the weather and that I'm at a point in my life where sex seems almost ho-hum in comparison. To the weather.
Maybe it just feels good to experience and submit to a greater force that I can't control or harness for work. I don't know if there are a lot of surprises left for me in the realm of sex, but the weather? CONSTANTLY SURPRISES ME even though it shouldn't anymore. And hey, have you noticed how the sun and moon are in different places in the sky every day? Even when you look at them at the same time every day, there are all of these variables (WEATHER! PLANETARY ALIGNMENT!) making them appear different all of the time. That's fucking cool! Why don't we talk about this more often instead of all this SEX blah blah blah SEX SEX blah sexblahblahblah?Next up on my exciting, sexy blogging agenda: how steam locomotives are unfairly ignored and underrated by sex bloggers AND bonus entry listing the ten best new age songs to play at the planetarium!
Labels: Pacific Northwest, PHOTOS, rain, SEX, weather
Friday, July 20, 2007
Same Time, Different Day
SAME TIME, DIFFERENT DAY
Tonight I decided to follow-up this post
by taking more pictures at the same time of night (about nine) in the same place (our backyard). It started sprinkling as I shot these:
You can tell by the way the trees lean that we live in a windy place:
She probably wishes I'd brush her instead of taking her picture. It's July, after all, and she's shedding a lot.
I woke up this morning with a foul PMS temper and went to the gym with a headache, but felt better afterwards. I even had a splendid two-orgasm show. Following that, I got some crap at McDonald's, some Little Schoolboy cookies, and a celebrity gossip magazine. I felt guilty about crawling into bed to enjoy those things, and even guiltier about extending my afternoon laze-around junkfood fest for what seemed like a really long time. I stopped
feeling guilty, though, when I looked at my Twitter
and realized I AM NOT A LAZY ASS. It's perfectly normal and okay for a person to relax and eat crap on a Friday afternoon for a few hours.
After I came to that realization I actually felt invigorated, happy, and focused (might have been the caffeine in the extra-dark chocolate on the Little Schoolboys). Since then I've gotten a lot of housework and photo editing done. I haven't responded to any email that's been stacking up, but whatever.
It's almost midnight, but I'm still looking forward to making some dinner.
Labels: mundane, Pacific Northwest, pets, PHOTOS, weather
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
The Sweetness of Fatigue
I feel incredibly exhausted. My period is due today and I feel deliciously magnetized to the ground. I tried eating a banana, but it didn't improve my energy. I tried taking a walk, but that didn't energize me either. I want to just FLOP into bed and lay there, heavy and bloblike.
I don't feel bad-tired, I feel good-tired. Like this is what chill weather, a waxing moon, and hot chocolate are made for; for me to wrap myself in flannel and dream about an isolated glacial mountain retreat town, nearly deserted, and my mom and I climbing up and down a rickety frightening staircase built into steep shifty slopes of ice. This is the second or third weird and vivid fraught-with-danger ice-mountain travel-dream I've had in as many months. Frozen mountain ranges are a very new setting for my dreams; unless there is some wild symbolic meaning, the only inspiration I can find for this setting is Lord of the Rings, particularly one of the video games where I had to spend a lot of time trying to get past the early snowy mountain-range scene. But that was a year ago! It could also have been inspired by reading His Dark Materials
and all of the brilliant arctic-feeling scenes. Mmmm!! Heaven would be a week snowed into a cozy cabin with those three splendid books. Anyway, I've never dreamt much of mountains before this, either, at least not that I recall right now. I *have* been plagued by stressful dreams involving staircases for a very long time (since I was a child, and our house didn't even have stairs in it).
"Glacier" is not in my dream encyclopedia, but snow and ice are predictably described as symbols of blocked emotions. Whatever. Mountains and stairs have similarly silly symbolic meaning attached to them. I'm too lazy to delve into this with more depth, and would prefer not to receive any interpretations from others.
Labels: books, dreams, food, hormones, weather