I have a "bondage belt" I made from an old seat belt. You can find more details here: Bondage-belt. I've been experimenting with it for some time. Once it's locked on, there is no way out without the keys. It has facilitated some pretty intense experiences.
A week ago, I tried shooting some photos in my bedroom, but I didn't like the way they looked. I have been waiting for the cold snap to break, so I could go outside for some better photos. The weather was a lot warmer today, than it has been. I'm not sure exactly where the temperature peaked, but it felt like 60F (15C).
It was another lonely day. I had people around for part of the day, but I mostly did some cleaning, and started to prepare some soil for planting potatoes, while my visitors entertained themselves. It's funny how feeling lonely when there are people around is so much worse than when you're alone.
If being lonely wasn't bad enough, I started a silly argument with one of my guests, and she had to leave in the middle of it. I'm pretty sure she left angry, and I feel pretty bad about that. The entire thing was a misunderstanding.
So, after the smoke cleared, and everyone was gone, I had a few hours of daylight to try to recover myself emotionally, and scrape together enough enthusiasm to get mostly naked and tether myself to a tree in moderately warm weather. I would have liked more camera angles, but I had to put my camera in interval shooting mode and hope the angle and focus would be okay.
I got a couple of photos that I thought were okay. I selected one for inclusion in my gallery, in addition to the photo from the back, which was supposed to illustrate the belt connections.
I suppose I should upload a photo of my new dog. She's a good dog. She's smart and playful, and generally well behaved. I have only taken photos of her with my phone, and you're not likely to see phone pics in my dA gallery. She completely exhausted my patience, today, but that wasn't her fault. It was a confluence of events and emotions well beyond her control. I look forward to the day when she knows me better, and knows when to give me a break.