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I love babies. They’re fragile and unaware. Not to mention, they’re us and who we used to be. A friend recently had a baby and I was invited to come visit, only hours after her little girl was born. I had been to visit babies, such as new cousins, at the hospital before but there was something different about this experience. Maybe because I’m getting older or because it was one of my peers’ babies but it really moved me. It moved me in a way that brought tears to my eyes and a sort of happiness and excitement that was so precious. Of course, I was super embarrassed because no one else was crying-not even the brand new mom or grandma. After laughing, apologizing the tears away and taking a few photos, I left the hospital feeling so calm. Content. Happy. I felt as if I had been recharged, ready for life and the challenges ahead of me. They say that “being born” and dying are the most painful and difficult experiences to endure (which I’d like to know how anyone knows that) and if this tender little human could handle being born and struggling into our world then we can persevere over our pain, struggles and conflicts.

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I get really annoyed when people say Southern California doesn’t have seasons because it does. The changes may not be as dramatic as let’s say Rhode Island (I don’t know why I picked that place, I don’t know anyone there…) but they exist. Living in the Midwest for most of my life I used to say Fall was my favorite season mostly because I liked the clothes I got to wear. Summer was fine but it was never one of my favorites. As much as I loved to swim and ride my bike and not have school it was just so unbearably hot. It wasn’t until I moved here, to the West Coast, that I really grew an appreciation for each season and what each one provided. No more can I pick one favorite, I love them each separately and equally…like children or maybe not.
Summer: Ohh, man I’m smiling just thinking about it! Hiking, traveling, camping, swimming, staying up late, getting up early, being outside as much as possible, drinking wine, barbeques, being spontaneous, bikes rides, hot sand on your feet and dirty hair that you think is cute because you are tan (or is that just me…).
Fall: I like to think of it as the stretching after a long run, which was summer. You finally can lay down, feel your muscles tingle, realize how sweaty you’ve gotten and just feel good for your accomplishment. Not to mention, your stomach starts to rumble…
Winter I don’t want anyone to yell at me but I want you to believe me when I say it DOES get cold here. I’m not saying it’s freezing and no, we don’t have snow and ice but it does get cold enough.: Time to make soup, bake, sip brandy and hot chocolate (not together), sit by fires and have game nights instead of going out, spend time doing quiet things. I feel like I talk less in the winter although I’m sure there are people around me that would beg to differ.
Spring: Work, work, work. But, all good work and work you want to do. I feel ready to run again but I’m nervous about my time. Eager to open the windows and let the sunshine in and let the stale air out. Planning, shopping, cleaning, planting, busy work and anticipating doing it all over again!

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