Friday, September 5, 2014

oh summer, how i love thee

I mentioned here how I want to play more with video and editing. These are some of my attempts from this summer. Chloe had a little pool party at her Uncle's house and all the pictures and videos were shot on her Kodak EasySshare Sport. It's a lot fun, that little camera. There are so many cool video editing apps for smart phones; are there any cool, user-friendly video editing apps for desktops? 

Thursday, September 4, 2014

halfway there with let the wild rumpus last

So, we are over half way through the year of our photo collective project, Let the Wild Rumpus Last. And while at times I've been frustrated by my ability (or lack-thereof) and my camera (which most likely points back to lack of ability) I am so, so glad to be doing this. Some weeks I've captured a little magic, and some weeks were more about feelings, like when she captured that little bunny at the stables and there were lots of tears when I told her we couldn't take it home. Some weeks I have forgotten to pick up my camera and I've found over looked photos from weeks before. A couple times I've phoned it in (literally) and other times we've gone to magical places and I would like to post all of my photos for the whole year from there. 

But part of the reason I want to share these all together is to encourage everyone to take more photos. My friend, Rachel Dennenberg offered some advice right after Chloe was born. She said, "take lots of pictures and videos, you will never regret having too many photos." She was so right and even though I take lots, I always wish I had more because this childhood stuff is so incredibly fleeting. I always wish I had more video, too. I'm trying to be better about shooting more videos and learning some fun video editing techniques so that I can put clips together in more creative ways, and I love it.

The photos won't all be technically correct or beautiful, but hopefully they are honest and transporting because they grow up so quick. And these photos, mementos and souvenirs are the best thing we have to hold on to as our hearts ache with the passage of seemingly hyper-lapse speed of time that is childhood.

When I think of starting a yearly series it seems daunting--once a year? How unfulfilling! But I just added my sixth photo to her 'First Days of School' album as she enters 2nd grade. So take those annual photos, they are fun to compare each year and it's not too late to start. Monthly works, too, as does weekly and whenever the mood strikes. I'm just so glad we area doing this, because I wouldn't have most of these photos if not for this project.

Thanks again to everyone who is playing along with me. This week's photo on  LTWRL.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

camp debbie day two

Tuesday morning we had tasty french toast made with fresh eggs that Chloe gathered from the coop. Prior to that I had a coffee date with Destiny. That's the horse's name, I didn't really have a date with destiny. I slept in a bit, but then we did muck out stalls. Chloe hung out with the younger chickens quite a bit, naming them all.
That horse smile cracks me up every time. 
We hung out with the horses, Chloe rode a bit. I rode a bit. The neighbor horses came for a visit. It was windy! We watched The Black Stallion while we ate lunch and those of us over age 7 might have dozed off a bit. For dinner that night we went to Kernville to That's Italian where Chloe devoured the first portion of pasta they gave her, and then three quarters of the second bowl they gave her. And garlic bread. Her appetite makes me happy, especially when we've been out in the sunshine working and playing. Maybe we need to start ordering adult-size portions for her at Italian places?

Debbie and Jim humored me and stopped on the side of the road so that I could take photos of signs and whatnot. We stopped at a little market in Kernville for breakfast items, and ran into some firefighters who were taking a break from working on the Shirley fire. You can see some smoke in the photo above. It was a great second day at Camp Debbie.