I finally got my new 35mm f/1.4L the other day:)
Took Lily and the lens on a little hike through the woods at the park I grew up going to.
Lily was less than thrilled. She was spooked by the birds and squirrels running through the pine needles.
She would muster up enough courage to let go of my hand and wander off just to find herself running as fast as she could to throw her arms around my legs and bury her face.
She eventually got comfortable and trusted me enough when I told her that she was safe and that I wouldn’t let anything happen to her.
She spent a good hour just dancing and sprinting through the woods. It was beautiful.
But the humidity and mosquitoes caught up to us and she started to get frustrated and eventually just dropped to the deck and refused to get up and follow me anymore. No screaming. No cries for help or attention. Just laid down and stared at the trees until I came back for her.