When you haven't blogged since February, and the post that you did in February was trying to catch up for December, well, you can get a little overwhelmed by the idea of trying to catch up anything. I wonder where to start. I think of all of the things I should probably be doing. Then I start looking at photos and I get lost. Yes I get lost in all of my millions of photos. Well, maybe not millions exactly, but A LOT!!
You see, I like photos. I have always liked taking pictures. It was a hobby that my dad loves and he passed that on to me. It was always a link between the two of us. I remember helping him take pictures when I was little. I remember when he gave me my first camera. I am sure I have some of the pictures that were less than wonderful, but I thought they were fantastic!
I remember my high school photography classes. The magic of a dark room and developing a picture. (Yes I'm old!) I remember college photo classes and tromping around with Jon to bizarre places to take pictures. Then this hobby got lost a little while I was busy in school, then busy working. I was still taking pictures, you can look through my stacks of them if you don't believe me, but I was just capturing moments to store in a box.
With the birth of my children, the camera was constantly going. I think I have pictures of people taking pictures of my girls. (I know! I'm out of control!) One day I attended a photography class and the pictures were AMAZING! I suddenly realized what I could have, what my pictures could be! It has been a journey since then. It still is. But I'm enjoying it!
So I've been a more than a little engrossed in photography the past few months. And it's funny that I picked that topic to rant about considering the pics I chose for this post are just random photos. They just tell a little of what I have been doing.
Back to the pictures, where to start, or end, or even find the middle. I don't know. I'll just pick a couple.
These are some of my primary peeps. They honestly saved my life during Dec. and Jan. as Jon was MIA and I had so much to do. They rolled with my last minute stuff and helped me through the new year preparation and activity. I could seriously cry with gratitude. I doubt anyone else looking at it will cry, but it's a tear jerker to me.
Need I say more about this. My girls adore these two people! Can you tell why?
So this winter was a little rough and never ending. (Even now I'm wondering, will good weather ever come?) This little girl holds my heart in her hands. Her kisses, her "I wuv you"s, her dancing, her art work, and let's be honest, her naps, they were little rays of sunshine through these long months of gray. Just when I thought I couldn't take the cold anymore, she'd snuggle up with some love.
This little girl has definitely kept me busy. Music class, dance class, tumbling class, violin lessons, soccer, home-work, volunteering, not to mention the social life of a sixteen-year-old. But her smile makes my day, her love for her sister is overwhelming, and she is the best helper any mom could ask for.
I'm going to reach my arm way up, put it behind my back, and give myself a little pat. Blog. Check!