I also forgot to share these pictures of my niece from before Christmas!
I had read about a photo technique I wanted to try…but it involved human beings sitting still for a moment. It turns out that none of my kids are capable of standing still even for one tiny moment! So when visiting with my cousin and her kids at our grandpa’s house I leapt at the opportunity to photograph people standing still. They did a very nice job (see above!)! Thank you, kids!
I was having a deep thought on no apparent topic yesterday when something I hadn’t thought of in years popped into my head. Once, when I was attending a 4-H conference while in high school, we had a keynote presentation. I can’t remember if it was a guest speaker or one of the kids who spoke, but their speech was on practicing “Random Acts of Kindness and Senseless Acts of Beauty.” I hadn’t thought about that in years. We are all familiar with Random Acts of Kindness but it had been forever since I’d added “Senseless Acts of Beauty” to the end of the phrase.
Once, when I was wild and free and the future was an open meadow full of wildflowers and possibility my heart soared at the thought of Senseless Acts of Beauty. I have always been an unfailingly kind person but beauty…..the idea of gifting beauty seemed so amazingly wild and life affirming and ALIVE! At some point along the way my life got caught up in housework and dinner to be made and diapers and school runs and…I forgot. So it was so beautiful to be walking across my room to put laundry away, lost in thought and suddenly remember: Senseless Acts of Beauty.
So here are a few. Senseless Acts of Beauty. Pictures I have no reason to share except that they remind me to practice Senseless Acts of Beauty.
I’ll be the first to admit that I am not a huge fan of the cold, dry, browness of Colorado winter but one of my all time favorite things is when it’s snowing at night and I go for a walk and the world is all silence and peace, wrapped in downy white snow. My dog is a super fan of snowy nights as well so joined me on a magic walk in the snow.
Snow in the sun is pretty too:
My dog and my oldest son agreed to join me on a snowy daytime walk. OK, the world is pretty amazingly fresh and brisk after a new snow. The joy of a boy and a dog in the snow is contagious.
Fog is fairly rare here. The other night the streetlamp in the street behind us disappeared into fog and the next day we awoke to a world swathed in white frost. This looks colder than it was!
I don’t know about you, but Senseless Acts of Beauty just turned my whole day around. There is so much love and beauty in this world when I choose to see it.
I wanted to get this posted before it got too late. It seems like Santa in December is much cuter than Santa in January!
My mom got six grandsons before she got a grandaughter. She loves her grandsons and she’s a wonderful grandma to them….but we just can’t deny that she’s missed out on dress buying for a long time. The result was that my neice got several adorable Chritmas dresses, which my sister-in-law brought for their family photo shoot.
Happy New Year to everyone! I’ll be back in 2014 with more pictures!
I went to empty the folder that holds my photos to be blogged and realized I never blogged pictures of my kids swimming this summer. Ooooops. But this means that lucky you gets a rather random November reminder that once it was warm enough to be wet and mostly naked outside.
That gap-toothed smile. Eyelashes that stretch forever. The feeling of your lips on their cheek. To remember these things forever is the power of a picture.
I wrote this post and then forgot to publish it. Then we had massive, unbelievable flooding in CO. I’ve been thinking about this day a lot, wondering what this area looks like now, after the flood and how long it will be before the roads are open again.
I’ve been looking for moose in Colorado for years and years, with only two chance sightings in all those years. Both times the moose was running away from me as I scrambled to catch a blurry shot of their butt. So when my aunt was in town and another aunt proposed that we drive to see moose (“moof” as Beckett calls them) I was pretty dubious that we’d find any.
We pulled up to the first possible moose sighting spot and the wildflowers were outrageous so I snapped on my macro lens and started photographing flowers. And boys. Because one can never have enough boy pictures.
(three is SO SAD!)
And then we looked up and there, my friends, was a moof!
There were a few more in the trees:
We drove to several different locations and saw moose…and moose and moose. I think I counted thirteen. My aunts saw fifteen. It was amazing! And not one was running away from us.
Now I can cross moose off my bucket list! And then some.