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Golden light

I am in disbelief at how long the leaves and the color have lasted this fall. Every time I walk the dogs I keep thinking they’ll be gone, the chill or the wind will have done it all in. And then something like this pops up. There I am in the middle of the street straining to get a shot with my phone because I’ve got leashes in both hands and Coco has spotted a squirrel in a nearby yard and Chuck is trying to mark something, anything. Air. Air will do. He’ll mark the air. I’m trying to capture beauty while yelling, “SIT. SIT DOWN. SIIIIIITTTT!” I have no idea how this shot did not turn out blurry or end up being an accidental photo of my feet as my phone fell to the ground.

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Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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