I haven’t written a proper blog post in ages, I have things to say, but I can’t find the time to sit down and organize my thoughts. I’ve been posting tons of pictures lately because it’s one area where I keep making forward progress. I joined the website Clickinmoms almost a year ago, and between the courses I’ve taken and the tutorials available I’ve really been able to grow my skills.
I really like this weekly project where we all submit photos on a theme, this week’s theme was directional light; this photo turned out so well, but I have to laugh, because I took it at the ass end of a very long day, I worked late, hit the gym, we put the kids to bed then I harangued Josh into the playroom where I have some studio lights set up. Shooting and editing took all of 10 minutes, and 5 of that was transferring the photo to my computer.
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My favorite photo of the week is this picture of Josh. I love the flat light, it really evokes the dreary feel of the season.
I also devoted a lot of this week’s photos to playing with artificial light. I haven’t taken the leap to an external flash yet, but I did have some fun playing with a DIY bouncer and my in-camera flash.
Sign of the Times
This post is a part of a blog circle, click through to read another photographer’s story here: Up the Dempster
Lots of portraits this week, and as long as it stays grey and gloomy that ‘s likely a theme that will persist.
I swallowed hard when I saw the prompt for CM P52 this week, it’s bad timing really, it wouldn’t have struck me so hard any other time, but earlier this week a good friend’s house caught fire, their life is in shambles right now, they are scattered and lost, but safe.
It feels rather glib and shallow to make a game of this, but nonetheless, I started thinking about it; what do I have that’s of any import in a situation like that? Nothing. We are just so glad they are safe and well, who cares about things, right?
Well, the kids it turns out, the kids, they care about their things. It was really touching how carefully her kids picked their most prized possessions once the fire was out and they were allowed back in to salvage a few treasures before demolition. So this weekend, when I came around the corner and I saw my son had dragged three toys down from his bedroom and lined them all up to watch TV with him, and I was struck by the thought that if I had but a few minutes to grab our prized possessions, I’d grab Henry’s treasures, so we could make the transition and loss a little less for him, if only in a very small way. So now I know to grab Thomas, George, and Edgar.
This post is a part of a blog circle, click through to read another photographer’s story here: Trish from Autumn Leaves Photos
We get a lot of questions about the chickens, but the number one question is probably, what do they do in the winter?
Well, pretty much the same thing as everybody else. Last week when it was very cold they hunkered down inside their coop and didn’t venture out. They huddled together and slept and stayed warm.
This weekend when it warmed up a bit they ventured outside to check out this new and foreign thing called snow…and they were not happy about it.
I was sipping my coffee and knitting, watching Henry play when we both heard a great ruckus coming from the yard. One thing about chickens, they rarely make a peep, and when they do, something’s wrong. Josh threw on boots and a coat and ran out to check on them to find they really were just fine, just really pissed off. Some chickens love the snow, playing and frolicking in the white powder. Ours are not those chickens.