My girls never tire of riding their bikes. There must be something so freeing about using a set of wheels to get yourself from Point A to Point B, even if it’s all within the general vicinity of one’s own home.
A dear family friend of ours won tickets to a show that they couldn’t attend, and, bless their hearts, they passed the tickets along to us. That means we had the opportunity to spend a night out as a family in the always clever Motown (or, as most of us know it, Morristown).
I’m currently testing the Canon EOS R mirrorless camera. Since I’m home alone without human subjects, I decided to document a little of the reality that’s currently happening in my daughters’ bedrooms. Enjoy, commiserate, have a laugh… And if you’re so inclined, drop a comment on your thoughts on the quality of the images.
I’m taking a photography workshop on embracing my inner artist. This weekend’s assignment challenged me way beyond my comfort level: we were charged with leaving our homes, on foot, with one camera and one lens, and photographing only things within our immediate surroundings.
This morning, I woke up before everyone else. I arose at 6:37, to be exact. I made coffee and I watched the sun come up. I saw a family of deer pass through our yard, and I listened to the rumbling of the rock tumbler that I can hear churning away in the basement.
Photos from January’s 365 Photo Challenge.
How’d we do it?
Barely. We barely did it. That’s how.
Most people plan Disney trips a year in advance. We booked ours three weeks out.