Monday, November 9, 2015

Sunday Afternoon With My Daughter

This fabulous young lady is my fourth born daughter. Yesterday we managed to break away for a while along with my youngest son, and enjoy some fresh air and fall scenery in the beautiful valley we call home.  I brought my camera along to take some pictures of Christine because her school picture didn't turn out well, even after the retakes and we wanted her to have some pictures she likes. What a great afternoon we had together.
 
 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
Christine and Levi enjoyed some time just being kids, while I was enjoying the surrounding farmland, and snapping pictures here and there.

 
They didn't know I was snapping some while they were relaxed and enjoying some sibling time.

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
Christine loves reading, especially classics.




 
 

 
 

 
At one point I was walking ahead of her. I turned around to say something to her and saw this:

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 

 
 
We were having such a great time together, enjoying the fresh air, the beauty, and just being together. I kept stopping to capture one exquisite sight after another, and suddenly we were feeling sprinkles. We still had quite a hike ahead of us, so giggling and running, we stepped it up to head home. I couldn't resist stopping a few more times along the way to seize the opportunity to grab "one more" shot of the amazing shadows, and raindrops, and fall colors that were all around us. What memories we made, and although we were a tiny bit wet, and a little bit late getting home, it was well worth it.

Friday, October 16, 2015

Pesto Chicken Tenders And Tips For Picky Eaters

 
 
 



Do you struggle with picky eaters, or providing healthy food within a budget? Do you wonder "how" to eat healthy?  Join me over at "The Busy Mom" today to explore this subject and come away equipped with another delicious, nutritious, recipe.
 


Shooting People And God's Amazing Artistry

After a long and busy day yesterday, we were finally on our way home. Everyone was tired, ready for dinner, and some rest and relaxation as a family. The last stop before home was to the gleaners where I picked up some beautiful produce and therefore the need to process that was priority on the evening's agenda. As we traveled through the beautiful farm land that surrounds our home, the colors and lighting of the fall evening were just stunning and I was itching to get my camera and capture some of the beauty of God's amazing artistry. All thoughts of cleaning produce, and the rest of our pre-planned agenda managed to land on the back burner of my mind. We pulled into the driveway and I left the car running, ran upstairs, and grabbed my camera. Levi joined me as we drove about two minutes away and found ourselves amongst the farmland in one of our favorite areas in the valley. The mist was just beginning to rise along the foothills, and the autumn colors were incredible. God lit up the sky in the prodigious way that only He can, while my son and I drank in every bit of it. The farm land, the hay bales, the surrounding mountains and hills, and we even marveled at the delightful, fall, chill in the air.
 



























 
 
The sky was replete with color.
Everywhere we turned it seemed the color palate provided an entirely new and breathtaking scene.


 
Psalm 19:1
"To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork."







 
 
Following an afternoon of sitting while practicing piano, doing home work, and in the car during his sister's piano lessons, and errand running, Levi exhausted all of the pent up energy he was literally bursting with, providing me with more beauty to capture as I watched my son just revel in the open field, the hay bales, and the opportunity provided to play and explore.

























 
 
The fresh air was invigorating, and provided the energy I needed to head home, unload the van and get busy cleaning produce, and preparing dinner. We drove home from the pristine beauty of the fields, and as we turned onto our gravel drive we were met with yet another spectacular display of color.
































Noah met us on the driveway and the boys managed to exhaust more of their substantial mass of energy running races, and playing in the field.


























 
 




 
I was chatting with a friend the other day about my love for photography. She confessed to owning the same obsession, and we laughed as we realized that we both see life in "pictures."  It's the way we are wired, and a gift God has given us as a way to thank Him for the many precious moments in life, His provision, the beauty surrounding us even in the midst of pain and trials, our families, friends, memories we make together, and much more. I was pondering our conversation and some remarks from people who don't understand why I take so many pictures and why I post them publicly. As I thought about it, I realized it really comes from gratitude. A gratefulness that even on the toughest of days, there are moments of pleasure to dwell on and give thanks for. A thankfulness that wells up in my heart when I am with people I love, and a desire to capture that moment and memory to enjoy later. Please forgive me if I have offended you by tagging you in too many pictures, or if I have made you uncomfortable by repeatedly making you my shooting target. It really isn't my intention to offend. I am working on it! Hopefully I'll get good enough at this crazy habit that some day you won't be offended anymore, but rather able to see the beauty of the moments captured and be thankful somebody documented that instant in time. In the meantime, I'll attempt to withhold my urges to take a thousand pictures of the same thing/people, so you can relax in my presence, but I can't make any promises. :) :)
Blessings to you,