One of the beauties of children. You, as a parent, make a special trip to the donkey farm which you are excited to see how much the kids will love it.
Then, they are more interested in the rocks, fields and various equipment than the donkeys 90% of the visit. I guess I should have known; considering the box and tissue paper is a huge hit at Christmas Time.
A perfect rainy afternoon. Well, those four words are perfect in and of themselves.
When it rains I prefer to have a window open so the raw smells fill my house. This allows the sounds of birds and raindrops, hopefully the odd thunder-clap, as well. The best rain is warm. It would be the shower that puts the world in a darkness apart from occasional light breaks.
Now that scene has been set…
Candles, pillows and sweet drinks; whether it be tea, chocolate milk or smoothies. Crunchy snacks.
Perfection would be cuddling with my daughter and husband reading or talking. After a few good books it would be wonderful to browse through photos.
I always seem to need a bit of organizing or project finishing being done when it rains. It feels much more rewarding while it rains. An unexplainable release of creative juices that I can’t allow going to waste.
After cooking together nearby the open window then eating a light satisfying meal, grilled chicken breast on a huge salad comes to mind, we would go out onto the covered front porch and just watch the rain with a glass of wine. Most likely my camera would be present.
After my daughter has gone to bed I would finish a perfect rainy day with my husband as we watch a movie on the couch; with candles, munchies and the windows open as the dog lies at our feet.
Tomorrow is meant to thunderstorm all day and I am going to do some baking and listen to music that I have been missing. Since it is Fathers Day, our meal will be steak and lobster tail. I wish I had bought some ice wine..
I really love how this turned out. Delicate ambience…
I shot this during an early morning haze. At the time I felt that it wasn’t a great shot. Nevertheless, I was drawn to the texture and colour palette along with the idea of the garden waking up to take a peek through the fence.
The natural soft blur really sets a calm tone for me. ‘Brush stroke’ spoke to me instantly as the persona for an image that feels like a painting. A waterwash that reveals as brushed over.
As anyone who follows my blog or keeps regular tabs on my posts knows; I am taking a lot of pictures of flowers from different perspectives and birds lately. These are the blossoms that my daughter likes to pick.
I believe I’ve been looking for something. When I know what it is I will let you know. I do know that I think I will find what I am looking for if I add a macro lens to my camera.
Has something like a camera lens ever helped you find what you were looking for?
Bird Watching is at its peak in my backyard this week. This bird in flight would go ‘harvest’ worms, bring them back to the fence then feed them to this patiently waiting loved one. Nature truly is magnificent.