Some mornings, we have the luxury of having extra time to create. Our girls love to write, draw, design, and build. I love to capture these moments as they unfold, revealing and creating a story of my own in the process.
Tag: morning light
A moment to myself
I enjoy sneaking a quiet moment for myself, to capture the beauty of morning light in our yard.
Unexpected Reflections
With my camera at my side, I set out for downtown, hoping to find a vintage car or two to photograph. As luck would have it, I came across a 1950 Ford F1 truck (parked in perfect light!) and began photographing the details.
I soon noticed incredible reflections of color and
was surprised at how clearly the details of my surroundings seemed to jump right off of the black paint of the truck.
I heard a car coming, stepped aside, and continued to admire the reflections. Through my viewfinder, I watched a new reflection move up the side of the truck. A new reflection, which provided me with more to admire
and to focus on.
Another vintage Ford (from the 1930s) parked right next to me!
Storytelling: Learning to ride a bike
Our daughter woke up early yesterday, full of enthusiasm; she was ready to learn how to ride her bike without training wheels.
After a lot of practice with us at her side, she gained the balance and confidence she needed to ride on her own.
With a little extra convincing, she was ready to give it a try, without any help.
She pushed off and rode the length of the playground on her own,
over and over again,
beaming with pride!
Such a huge accomplishment! We are all so proud of you!
The Cemetery
Recently, a friend and I decided to get together, visit a new destination, and take photos. When she suggested that we visit a local cemetery, I was completely open to the idea, but found myself wondering how I should go about capturing images in a such a place.
When we arrived, I felt a bit lost and overwhelmed; I wondered how to properly show respect while taking photos in a cemetery. I needed to get comfortable, especially since I was so focused on figuring out how I should take photos.
I get comfortable by starting small and focusing on details.
I needed to walk around, quietly observe, and to get away from focusing on should so that I could find both a connection to the cemetery and my voice. So, I explored.
Then, it happened; I found light, my constant companion on my photographic journey, and my voice became clear.
As fond memories of my grandparents came to my mind, I found a needed connection with the cemetery. I began to see stories all around me; stories that, I imagine, have been here, waiting to be discovered and shared.
I was no longer thinking about how I should be taking photos; I just did what came naturally. I found a way to capture the story and the respect that pressed so heavily on me when we first arrived at the cemetery.
This photo outing proved to be a much more challenging experience than I anticipated, both personally and photographically; I am thankful for the experience!
Favorite Photo Friday: “I need to get my camera!”
I love discovering beautiful light, grabbing my camera, and then hearing my daughters say, “I need to get my camera!”
What a delightful way to start our Friday morning together!
Favorite Photo Friday: Frosty Mornings
As fall turns to winter, I brave the cold, with numb fingertips, to capture the beauty of frosty mornings.
Favorite Photo Friday: Bocce Ball
Recently, I was fortunate to discover a group of old friends playing bocce ball in the park. They have been playing together for years, and truly enjoy the game and each other’s company.
I sat back and enjoyed their friendship and laughter.
Favorite Photo Friday: Quiet Morning Redwoods
On this first Favorite Photo Friday, I want to share a photo from this summer: Quiet Morning Redwoods. For me, this image captures the memory of a wonderful vacation, a restful morning, and the magnificence of the Russian River.
Through the Window
There are some mornings when I am able to take some time to myself, to take things slowly, and to wander around downtown, looking through shop windows.
I am often surprised by the reflections on the glass,
where a splash of sunlight can land in a room,
the beauty of glass through glass,
how inviting a closed restaurant can be,
and the colorful objects that catch my eye.
I am also delighted when I discover others who are getting an early start, too.
keep opening doors 