When Jane was born, I drove with my parents to Chicago to meet her. I remember it was late, dark. When we walked into the hospital room I saw my sister-in-law, Paige, (from her bed) glowing. My brother was beaming. He held out a bundle of blanket and skin, newborn skin sporting delicate lips, beady eyes and a tiny nub of an upturned nose. "Well, good gracious," I thought instantly, "this baby is beautiful!"
Jane turned three this week. The other day she stopped by our house in this birthday crown and lovely gown. "Oh, Janie," I told her truthfully, "you look like a princess!" She's one of those kids you just can't stop smiling at. I get a kick out of everything she says, the way she replaces her "L's" with "Y's." "Come back here, Yoya!" Jane yells to, Lola, my brother's dog. Jane hates jackets, right now, and socks with shoes (she is in serious denial of our new cooler Fall weather) but adores her cousins, Cinderella and Polly Pockets.
This photo of my niece (number 4 of 365) entitled, Birthday Girl, makes me happy because in it she is so happy – happy just because. May God grant you many, many years, little Janie! We sure do love you!
Yesterday, the kids and I (and Paige and her girls – Thanks again, Paige!) went to the Hammond, IN Federal Court House (see building above) where Troy was officially sworn in as a Probation Officer. This week he began his new job – a job much, much closer to home and I am downright thrilled about it. What I've been used to, since we moved here, is Troy being away each day from 6:30 am to 7:00 pm. I knew that horrendous commute would be part of the deal if we were ever to live anywhere besides Chicago, so I just buckled down and adjusted. We never dreamed that a position would open up (anytime soon, anyway) for Troy in our area.
I had to pinch myself when he got home last night at 5:50 pm – when we were eating dinner at the table as a family! Then get this! We had the kids down by 7:45 pm, I had the kitchen cleaned-up and lunches made by 8:00pm. Troy and I spent a relaxing two hours together before crashing at 10:30 pm. I was not awakened at 5:30 am by my husband's alarm. He doesn't leave the house now until 8:00 am! I'm not kidding, ya'll, I feel like I've won the lottery!
Photo 3 of 365: "Not a Care in the World"
We spent a lovely Saturday and Sunday with my husband's family in Wauconda, Il. One of my favorite parts about that too short trip was a walk to the beach with Troy's mom, sister, my nephew, Isaac, and son, Ben. It was cool by the water and threatening to rain but yet crisp and still bright behind the clouds. The boys played in the sand while Jan and Michelle talked, and I wandered around with my camera snapping photos. "These will be brilliant," I thought, while pointing my Kodak up at the sun's rays shooting down between patches of fog. On my small LCD screen the pictures looked stunning. When I got home, however, and uploaded them to my computer those same images felt flat and unimpressive.
The shot above, of a rusted old boat, was one I took just for the heck of it, without any expectations. I'd completely forgotten about it, to tell you the truth, until scrolling through all of my weekend photos fairly late last night, then (surprise!) there it was – my absolute favorite of the bunch! It's fascinating to me (as an amateur) how similar photography is to writing: The big and grand pictures I so zealously aim for seem to frequently disappoint. It is those quiet, peripheral, and unexpected revelations, born out of the creative process itself, that most often contain within them the potential for beauty and truth. The trick for both, I am discovering, is to stay flexible and available – willing to change direction at a moment's notice.
On my, "On the Necessity of Beauty," post from a couple of weeks ago, I received a comment from Elizabeth in which she told me about a neat project she'd taken on involving snapping one photo a day for a year. A couple of days ago my friend, Sylvia, let me know that the website she writes for (Blissfully Domestic) was inviting readers to participate in that exact same project. I jumped at the opportunity (having "projects" gives me energy!) and am now on day two of a 365 day journey. I am excited about this! I love looking for special moments, for interesting view points to capture. I love enhancing my photos through Picnik, bringing them to life through digital editing. To me, it is just like story telling. You can follow my progress on this blog or by clicking HERE (I'll add a link to my blog's side bar) or better yet, you can join me by signing up HERE! At the end of the year, I hope to compile my photos into a hard cover book to keep on my coffee table!
So there you have it! Photo number two, entitled: Nostalgic.
Who knows what'll unfold tomorrow!
My sister-in-law, Paige, and I have a wonderful deal worked out in which she takes care of Ben on Wednesday afternoons (while Elijah and I are at homeschool co-op) and her girls play at our house on Fridays. It has been fun for me getting to know them better; I have enjoyed this time with my nieces immensely. Benjamin and Isabelle are two peas in a pod – two bike riding, tree climbing, monkey bar hanging buddies. Just watching them interact (my son and my brother's daughter) brings me joy. How very blessed we are to live near family!Read More
I thought my vitamins looked oddly beautiful today. Here's hoping they protect me (at least somewhat) from the hacking coughs and stuffy noses seen and heard here and there and everywhere lately. Thanks to Michelle for keeping me supplied!! I admit it! I'm a supplement junkie.Read More