So I started looking through my pictures from earlier this week at the zoo. I took 100+ pictures, but I kept coming back to the pictures I took of the giraffes. I've always had a thing for giraffes: they are so beautiful and manage to appear simultaneously awkward and graceful. My Grandy got me a signed print with personal regards from the artist of this Frace print for my high school graduation. The string of pictures I took are by no means perfect, but it made me so happy to capture them.
I was snapping away, watching the giraffes. When I walked up, they were all actually standing at the wall watching the zookeepers next door talk and clean. But I was snap, snap, snapping (pictures, not my fingers- that would be rude). Then suddenly, two of the giraffes took notice of me.