Blinded By The Light
It seems like with my photography I am always on the lookout for the best light and the best angle to capture the shot. I find myself thinking about light a lot and end up kicking myself when an opportunity knocks and I’ve left my camera to gather dust somewhere. I try to never use my flash and rely on natural light to get the job done and am grateful for our house that has big windows and tons of natural light.
I’ve been stretching my runs longer, and I’ve found myself weaving through neighborhoods that I never knew existed and I’ve noticed one commonality: people keep their blinds shut ALL the time. As a photographer, it pains me to see how closed off to light people are, but as a person I can’t help but think what living in a dark, dark place does for one’s outlook on life. I determined that not only am I in search of light to better my pictures, but also to better other aspects of my life: lighter thinking, lighter weight, lighter teeth (seriously!), lighter-minded friends, and lighter/brighter days.
We got rid of all of our blinds a while ago, they’re sitting in the garage and will most likely find a new home at Value Village. Our bedrooms have blinds that we close at night and open first thing in the morning, we’re lucky enough to not have neighbors that live thisclose to us, but even if we did I’d still open my blinds to let the light in.
I hope you’re able to search for the best light today.
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I’ve got a huge red splotch on my nose from a bite-kiss that Maggie planted on me the other day. I knew that she got me pretty good, but when I woke up yesterday I was shocked to see the damage that she did. It kind of looks like a zit, but having a zit on the bridge of my nose isn’t exactly my idea of a dream. So it goes, right?
Things could certainly be worse, but they’re not. I came upon Maggie and Barry having a quiet moment the other morning and I about melted into a puddle because it was so cute. Maggie takes a while to wake up and they were having a quiet conversation about the upcoming events in our day….one of which happened to be the death of The Old Speed Queen.
Yep, our dryer broke. Maybe Maggie knew it was going to happen and was trying to prevent anymore dirty clothes from needing to be washed; none the less, we’re waiting until next weekend to get a new one because apparently there is a HUGE warehouse sale that we MUST attend, according to the sales guy. I figure if the sales guy is telling us to wait for the HUGE sale, we better check it out.
Either way, our laundry pile is growing, but so is the bite mark on my nose…maybe it is a zit after all.
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Somebody (my mom) once told me that I have a Pillow Problem. Considering there are 8 pillows on our bed right now, I’m not in the position to say that she is wrong. Who doesn’t love big, fluffy pillows?
I’ve had to resist the urge to add on two more tiny pillows to our bed to make it an even ten. I kid, I kid. No need to roll your eyes, not many people have Pillow Problems, but if you feel like your life is lacking and needs a bit of sprucing ~ I suggest a few pillows.
If your life still needs sprucing after you sprinkle your house with the afore-mentioned pillows, I suggest that you invite us over and let Maggie and Sydney crawl all over your pillows. Sydney will teach you how to snore on them and Maggie will flash her huge eyes towards you….and I promise all will be well in your world.
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