I haven't been able to be very funny for the past six days. Being around the whole family is exhausting. Every time they talked to me they had tears in their eyes. I just got back into town and didn't have time to shoot much of anything but some pictures around my grandpa's house and at the funeral. Why anyone would want a picture with their dead mother is beyond me but I swear I took plenty.
I've been racking my brain to come up with a great idea for a photo but I have come up short so far. Perhaps I am thinking too hard. It's been known to happen. I guess I might be afraid that I can't follow up the last series with even better images. It might just take me a little while to get into the swing of things.
I know I can shake this; I just need something to knock me in the right direction.