Today we decorated the Christmas tree at my mom’s house. This tree was kind of special, as it was the first tree in the new house, it was the first real tree that Hannah had gone to cut down and it was the first tree that we decorated together. We also strung popcorn that night, which was another first for Hannah. I had a lot of fun and it was nice sharing these traditions with her. The tree turned out beautiful and I think a great Christmas is in store for the new house.
So I know this photo probably makes zero sense to those of you who are actually still around and still reading this. I have gotten far behind on posts and I have to be honest, I have not been taking photos every day like I should. That being said it has been incredibly busy lately with school, work, and trying to help Mom move to a new house. But I promise I will do better and I will finish this challenge. Some of the posts will be using old photos. But back to this photo, which is a year old, out of place and not my best. When I saw this photo tonight it meant a lot to me. This tree was a little pine tree that me and Abbie bought for Mom on Mother’s day for the house, because she so badly wanted a pine tree. One day it would get big enough to decorate. Well, it is still little but that year she decorated it and it looked really pretty, though small, out in the yard covered in snow. This tree made the house even more of a home. Today we moved out of that house, or at least started to, and moved elsewhere. And it was kinda hard. That place was our home for some six years or so. It was beautiful and it was full of so many memories, like this little tree. And it was not easy packing things up and moving out. But nothing is permanent in this life and things change. We move on and hold the memories of past homes with us. And this home was a great one.
The tree itself and its reflection seem to make a heart with a little piece missing.
I shot this down at the creek while playing ball with Oliver. I cannot explain the joy I get from seeing them happy! Watching he and Lilly having such an awesome time down at the creek, swimming, playing ball & chasing each other. Really, no greater joy. They are such a huge part of my heart and without them I’d be lost. The bond you can form with a dog is irreplaceable.
As the sun sets on another day I remind myself tomorrow is not promised. Have you ever just sat and watched the sun set?! Taking it all in. Just look at this photo for awhile. The quiet scene. The nature. The growing ivy climbing up the tree. The movement of the water in rhythmic motion. The clouds rushing the sun into hiding. The sun bursting through the bark on the side of the tree. The sound of crickets chattering as night becomes alive.
‘How beautiful is it to live in a world where nothing lasts forever. We must learn to fall in love with the love inside us, only then every moment living will be worth dying for.’ (R.M. Drake)
A quick shot out of the window of my speeding car, as it flew down S.R. 39. I’ve driven this road a million times. Always headed towards Danville. It can be a long drive from wherever I’m staying and it can be boring, but it’s always worth it when I reach the destination and the person that’s waiting for me at the end. Tonight Hannah drove though, and I got to be a passenger for once. So I got to shoot and scenes that I had seen a million times became interesting. Like this fence line that is along the county line between Boone and Hendricks.
Insanely clear night. Cold yet comfortable. So many stars lighting up the night sky.
Its crazy to think how bright, yet how far away stars actually are. Burning objects that have already burnt out by the time we see them. Something so hard to grasp hold of.
I love the peace and sense of comfort found in a night sky. The openness that it offers. The wonder that it holds. The beauty of its existence. The excitement you feel when seeing a shooting star. Thank you for being that star I wished upon. For lighting up my world.
Beautiful. Sanded down by the beating rocks, worn smooth by rushing water, carried only by the current. Stripped of everything but what has grounded it for its entire existence. Stopped there, in that place for me to capture its beauty forever.
The sharpness of the contrast. The smooth look of the falling water. Focused on what’s in front of you. What you can see. Its a cloudy day with a slow soft rain. Hidden by the beauty in this photograph.
That’s why I shoot.