When life gets to be a little too much, I like to go out and walk/explore quiet places in nature. One of my favorites right now is near the reservoir in the Spanish Oaks area at the mouth of Diamond Fork Canyon. If you go over and down and around and up, you will reach a plateau area overlooking the windmills at the mouth of the canyon. It’s peaceful up there, and there is a beautiful view.
We went there recently to have a chance to breathe some fresh air, and because I felt like taking some pictures with Sam and the baby. Unfortunately, we weren’t the only people at the reservoir, but we are pretty much always the only people at the windmill lookout. Oh, and it was pretty cold. Winter weather is definitely making an appearance now (though not as bad as my friends on the East Coast right now!).
Lately, I’ve been thinking about life a little bit. People like to claim that “young people” feel immortal, like nothing can ever go wrong. But certain things have gotten me thinking, and I have been feeling lately how mortal we really are, how easily things can stop being easy. I want nothing more in this world to live a long, quiet, simple life with Sam by my side, raising our kid(s). I am grateful to have them both right now. I am grateful for cold weather and the smell of wet dirt. I am grateful that the trials I have are not worse, and I’m so glad to have people who care for me. I am grateful for the sound of songbirds and for cozy beds. I am grateful for baby snuggles and clean air and water. I am grateful for good books and engaging conversation. I’m glad that I have the ability to experience all those things.
Happy Thanksgiving. Take a minute to think about how lucky you are.
My husband and I recently opened an Etsy shop selling handmade baby toys. They’re pretty neat. This shop, though, has been a lot of work, let me tell you. Once we had our samples made, I had a little photo shoot (with the baby, of course) to show off the toys.
You can find our shop here, if you’re interested: https://www.etsy.com/shop/twaddleandbleat
Recently, my sister Megan commissioned me to find a great view of a mountain she can frame and hang in her house. Her only condition was that it be “not sunny.” I was quite honored, honestly, so I went out and had a great mountain-view-hunting expedition on a rainy day. Here are a few of my favorites:
I can’t believe it has taken me all this time to get around to editing these! Today Rosalind is 10 months old. But way back on February 1st, when she was just a couple of weeks old, I took these newborn shots of her, and it’s so funny to look at them and remember her silly and hugely swollen nose, not to mention all those other awkward newborn features. Enjoy a few of my favorites:
I’m having a hard time. I feel like a bit of a failure on the photography front because I haven’t yet figured out a balance between so many factors.
How do I balance using my actual camera instead of relying on my phone’s camera, when the shots look just as good sometimes?
How do I find a balance between working and caring for an infant and a home and myself and still having the time for my hobby?
Because photography right now is still a hobby. I would love to be able to rely on it even as a source of occasional extra income, but I think because of a lot of factors, that may never happen for me. So how do I find the motivation to keep going, keep taking photos, keep editing, keep posting, when so many things stand in the way?
How does one do it?
Picture above of my sister in law saying goodbye to her niece for a couple of years. Taken and edited on my phone.