bodacious adj. (Southern) Outright; unmistakable
banter v.t. To address with light, playful, good-natured remarks
Welcome to my blog! I pray the images and ideas will be pleasing to God, and a blessing to you.
Having never encountered Tia or her friend, Taylor, i wasn’t sure what to expect on our photoshoot. A day or two before, we had talked briefly on the phone and Tia said she was “up for most anything.” (That turned out to be a good clue : )
Our day was cool and rainy, but that in no way discouraged Tia from living her role as a ‘forest maiden.’ With the help of her mom Melissa, little brother Ronny, and best friend Taylor, we foraged my friends’ forest, finding fun features for fulfilling foto-op fantasies…while getting frickin’ wet.
After rocking the rocky hillside and shoals, Tia and Taylor rocked The Rock Ranch in all its wetness.
Once feeling sufficiently rained out, Tia and Taylor let it be known they were ready to move inside and get wet with paint.
As if we hadn't already had an exciting shoot, these
mischievous fun-loving gals decided to bless me with my first paint session. If you've never been able to grasp the concept of the second law of thermodynamics, (the natural tendency of increasing disorder), my new friends seemed happy to provide a visual demonstration:
For the coup de grace, the ladies gave proof that 'all that glitters is not gold.' (Sometimes, it's glitter : ) This, probably in response to my saying something about my not being able to imagine this getting any better.
To say this was a mess is an understatement, and to say this was fun would be even more of one. Thanks to my friends Michele and Mark, and my friends at The Rock Ranch...to Melissa, Ronny and my new uber models Tia and Taylor! (You are a mess...and i love it! : )
(Tons of Tia and Taylor at this link)
As typical in my life, i was up the creek and without a paddle. Thankfully, i didn’t need one...
The rain came down and the bodies of water went up. This happens from time to time. As with earth, wind and fire (etc.), we often prefer a Goldilocks balance: not too much, and not too little. But the last few days have given us much water…so here’s to a thirsty Earth!
Thanks to friends Michele and Mark, i was able to get up close and personal with part of Potato Creek.
(Peruse a plethora of Potato Creek pics parked at this place)
The most affirming thing in my life is making images that please God and man. I go into shoots, and come away hoping that is accomplished. Gabby gave me good reason to believe the goal was achieved.
We met recently, and spent the day playing...
Knowing i wouldn't be much fun, Gabby brought her mom along for company.
There were some serious moments, such as when we had to do the modeling thing, or read from the Bible--some of which she's already memorized : )
But whether serious or otherwise, it was a day full of joy. I'm thankful God used Gabby and her mom to provide that!
(Gobs of Gabby can be gotten here : )
Though it matters, we’ll set aside the fact my maternal grandmother was called ‘Lizzie.’ This newer model is now making the rounds, and made my camera’s acquaintance the other day.
We were afforded an opportunity to
play work by my friends, Michele and Mark, at their work play place. My default philosophy is, if God sets a plate of fun in front of you, say ‘thanks’ and accept it…rather than pretending to be ‘not hungry.’
Through the twists and turns of dance and gymnastics, Lizzie provided quite a stretch for my camera, and way more fun than can be rightly digested in one morning of
play work, so we will hopefully have a second serving soon. (Even the sky was crying when we decided to stop.) In the meantime, look at lots of Lizzie here.
I appreciate Michele & Mark working to provide a place for folks to play, and Lizzie and her mom Betsy playing along with the work. (In this case, it wasn't all child’s play : )
I was at Wally’s gas station one evening when Craig Stubbs called my name. He pointed to the inside of his car, where i saw a waving hand pop up. He said, “This is my wife, Crista. She also enjoys photography.”
Following those ten seconds many moons ago, i’ve enjoyed seeing scads of posts of Crista's images on facebook. Her photographs are excellent, and are often accompanied by informative comments.
This spring the idea of getting together to shoot came up, and i was invited to visit the old home place, known as Copper Penny Ranch.
Our visit finally happened a few days ago, and i enjoyed spending a morning meeting many of Crista’s friends. Here are some of them...
More Copper Pennies on deposit here. (Buzz on over : )
While strolling by the woods, we saw a brand new baby accompanied by its mamma.
The resident air patrol saluted the new arrival with a fly-over.
And speaking of flying, the time did. It was noon before we knew it, and so before parting company we watched some baby barn swallows having lunch.
Though inside my attitude wasn't too different from the whiny birds, i politely pretended i was ready to leave, (but genuinely grateful for the good experience and gracious host : )
I think i can truthfully say (hatchlings notwithstanding), a good time was had by all. Thanks much, Crista (and Craig! : )