Appreciating what I see today while digging deep into the archives to locate my earliest photography.
Welcome to Timeline Photos. A few years back I started peeking around my archives in search of some of the first photographs I had taken. Here records my quest into better understanding my long term love of camera and experiencing the world with it in hand. All photos appear in chronological order hopefully revealing an evolution of how I see and what moves me to speak with light.
This week we had a couple mornings of fog. Cool nights and very warm days. While walking through it on Thursday morning I realized that I had never taken a silo shot in the fog. With another warm day ahead of us, I hoped for the cold air needed to create the magic light filter I love so much. I even told one of the teachers I work with that I would arrive late since usual student work wouldn't begin until after a rescheduled class.
Well, the air didn't cool down enough and while the mosquitoes celebrated the warm, wet air I knew that a morning fog wouldn't come. When I woke, the sky was clear and all trees visible. I could see the stars as I walked out to the field with Sparkle looking for something else to celebrate. The sun look very muted behind a set of clouds and I did run through the field to get a better look and photo. I didn't think anything of it though as I head back home. Reported in to my husband with the no fog report and went on with the morning preparations.
Soon after he dropped off one of our girls at school, he had me look outside. "Look, that's fog!" I looked and just could not believe it. There it was it the bright light of the risen sun glowing white and green inviting me to join in. Still surprised I scampered to get my photo equipment and get my youngest to school. I still couldn't believe it as I drove in through the fog settled in all around us. I dropped her off and instead of my usual parking for work, I looped right out of that driveway and curved right into the farm field drive.
As soon as I parked the car I nearly ran to grab the silo perspective. There was still some fog remnants filtering golden light throughout the field. There was just enough to make the scene look different than the usual. Just enough to lift my spirits, wet the thick grass, and dampen my jeans. The experience carried me into work with a smile, and the photos a reminder of the gifts in unexpected surprises.
This one is for my nine year old. She had enjoyed this 'Mommy-Daughter' time so much as we walked on LSU campus, just the two of us. "Let's do this again, Mommy!"
I pulled it up because she's been showing signs of wanting more attention from me, and I think these signs have been happening for months and I just didn't see them. Now that we're in summer vacation, I haven't found a job yet, and we're home all day together - me with the two girls and Sparkle - it's time to change my routine and habits. Computer time and editing photos will just have to wait until late night or very early morning. It's important for our relationship, for her as an individual, and it's needed for me to listen to my heart and battle my tendencies to want to do my own thing.
I love her so very much, and our time together only comes around once. Embrace it. Embrace her. BE with the both of them, my beautiful girls. xo
What glory to arrive at the farm field during my morning walks and see such a scene. I took this during a quick visit with Sparkle, just before work. I knew that I was running short of time and nearly turned back, but just couldn't do it. The mix of wet gold and greens in the presence of the tree took me in to be with the rising sun.