The local population of brown-headed nuthatches has tripled since we started feeding them. I have determined this because there used to be two and now there are six. Super scientific. Anywhoo, they hung out around our deck today and I was able to get a few good shots.
I’m reminded of the blessing of having a very multifaceted life when I look at my ring shots. Something about the moments I take at weddings and engagement sessions to focus on this little physical detail which encompasses at once the eternity of the promise as well as the earthbound nature of it’s whisperers.
Jeremy and I stopped by our friends’ Val & Sam’s home in Roswell this morning. One of my favorite things about their home is the forest in their backyard and the well appointed bird-attracting things that are everywhere within it. I brought my new lens in hopes that I’d get to use it and I was not disappointed.
Winter always feels long and dreary here in Georgia. I always blame my South Indian genetics for why I feel the way I do about winter but really, who loves dead trees over greenery and flowers? Who loves blistering cold to balmy weather and short sleeves?
My husband that’s who. Anyway, too bad Jeremy, victory is mine (for a few months)!
We went back to one of our favorite springtime haunts: McDaniel Farm Park. I got to do some long-deserved shooting. Enjoy the flowers with me!
In the middle west of Georgia, just at the border of Alabama lies an unexpected geological feature. Canyons are rare in the southeast. Those that mimic the visual impact of a much larger western cousin, the Grand Canyon, are even more so. We went with our friends Val & Sam to explore!
See the photos!
The weather this weekend in Georgia was spectacular. We enjoyed a good hike up Sawnee mountain yesterday and today, with the temperature hitting 70, we spent a pleasant couple of hours at McDaniel Farm Park.
It’s been a few weeks since I’ve posted here, but a few new things have happened.
We spent this morning teaching composition, exposure, and the benefits of Av & Tv. I found myself drawn to texture in a few places. Here are my favorites.
Jeremy and I spent a week in December in Sanibel Island and Fort Myers Beach. Those two beaches are a Florida treasure. I’ve been to all sorts of beaches around Florida: Destin, Clearwater, Miami, West Palm Beach, and Jacksonville. None of them were quite as amazing as the beaches of Sanibel and Fort Myers.
I indulged in a font package on Creative Market an I’ll be darned if I don’t use it for funsies.
There was a lot of magic experienced on the beach today but this small moment in the reflected sunset was one of the best. The dowitchers would run in everytime a wave receded to pick at the bounty that had been spread on the sand.
It was beautiful.
It’s vacation time! On our way down to Sanibel Island, we stopped in Ocala. We wanted to go to Silver Springs State Park to get on a glass bottomed boat but because the lines were surprisingly long, we decided instead to rent a canoe tomorrow and take a walk today.
One of my favorite things about travel is the takeoff and landing. There’s something magical about experiencing everyday landscapes from the air. It’s also a great time to practice some iphone shooting and editing. Everything in this post was shot on an iPhone 6s and edited with VSCO.
This thanksgiving was extra special. This Thanksgiving, I was sick as a dog. Starting last weekend, I contracted a upper respiratory viral infection that evolved into asthmatic bronchitis. I didn’t take the onset of cold very well, I suppose. Days of high and mid grade fever, zero energy, no appetite, splitting headaches, awful body pains and coughing fits so bad I didn’t sleep for a couple of nights led me to the doctor’s where a big cortisone shot in the butt and a variety of drugs and inhalers got me back on track. It’s been 9 days of this so far but I feel so blessed! Through it all I’ve had no problem getting to stay home and focus on healing. I have a wonderful husband that took care of everything including solo shooting a session for me. My boss and office kept it stress free as I stayed home and the flexibility that comes with my job is so magnificent. My family was sure to check on me and bring me loads of food. :) My brother made sure to help me out however he could with runs to the store, food, and bossing me into taking my meds at the right times. I’m so very loved and supported. These are people that don’t just say they care. They do things to care for me. I love them and this Thanksgiving I’ve had nothing but blessings to think about. I pray to God that I always be like the people I am surrounded by!
I was pondering over my buffalo chicken wings today. There won’t be any more wings after I eat this last one.
Oddly it felt like a very profound thought. All things in a single human life pass, no matter how notable or trifling. The thought expanded; tendrils of the concept claiming more things it applied to.
School. Childhood. Disasters. Projects. Homes. Relationships. Parents. Jobs. Opportunities. Quiet moments. Wrath.
It was a reminder to endure the parts of our lives we don’t care for and embrace the moments in the parts of our lives we love. The things in our lives that are routine tend to pass by without much impact on emotions or overall meaning in life but we have a tendency to spend the most amount of our personal time and mental energy on them, forgetting they’re only there to enable the wonderful parts of our lives and reduce the impact of the terrible things.
I’m not going anywhere further with this, but let it be known I really savored that last chicken wing.