Self Portrait Tuesday
This is my SPT for now…on Saturday we hiked the pier out to the lighthouse. It was a beautiful gray morning, cool enough for the girls to be in sweaters once we got to the end. The walk is a little bit nerve-wracking for me–a narrow pier, sheer sides, deep water, and a three year old who likes to walk ahead of you, turning her head around to make commentary as she goes. I think if I had my way, and didn’t have to face the scrutinizing of others around me, she’d walk in a helmet and life jacket, and be tethered by a rope around my waist. Thank goodness Mary is content to ride in the stroller.
I chose this picture for today because this is one of my favorite things, adventures with the whole family. Dan was there too, but was elected family photographer for this picture. He helps to keep my mom-nerves in check.
This is my SPT for now…on Saturday we hiked the pier out to the lighthouse. It was a beautiful gray morning, cool enough for the girls to be in sweaters once we got to the end. The walk is a little bit nerve-wracking for me–a narrow pier, sheer sides, deep water, and a three year old who likes to walk ahead of you, turning her head around to make commentary as she goes. I think if I had my way, and didn’t have to face the scrutinizing of others around me, she’d walk in a helmet and life jacket, and be tethered by a rope around my waist. Thank goodness Mary is content to ride in the stroller.
I chose this picture for today because this is one of my favorite things, adventures with the whole family. Dan was there too, but was elected family photographer for this picture. He helps to keep my mom-nerves in check.
BABIES!!
I think my photography theme lately has been "difficult animals to photograph". Here is subject matter two–baby birds, the size of the top of your pinky, inside a dark, covered nest. These are the babies from our two zebra finches, Clementine and Winston (named after Winston Churchill and his wife…thank you, Dan). They are so incdredibly tiny, that you can’t even be sure they are alive until you see a head loll over to one side. We have had many, many clutches of eggs without any babes, so when Dan came upstairs two nights ago and said, "you have babies", I had no idea what he was talking about. When I went downstairs in the middle of the night, I could hear a tiny pricking of what I think was another egg hatching. And now, three days later, the lump in the bottom of the nest appears to be four babies! New life is so exciting.
I think my photography theme lately has been "difficult animals to photograph". Here is subject matter two–baby birds, the size of the top of your pinky, inside a dark, covered nest. These are the babies from our two zebra finches, Clementine and Winston (named after Winston Churchill and his wife…thank you, Dan). They are so incdredibly tiny, that you can’t even be sure they are alive until you see a head loll over to one side. We have had many, many clutches of eggs without any babes, so when Dan came upstairs two nights ago and said, "you have babies", I had no idea what he was talking about. When I went downstairs in the middle of the night, I could hear a tiny pricking of what I think was another egg hatching. And now, three days later, the lump in the bottom of the nest appears to be four babies! New life is so exciting.