Day 35 -> 35.2. I almost didn't get this photo last night. I had an idea that I would take a night shot in downtown Missoula or hike up to the "M" late night and take a photo with the city lights in the background. I knew I was going to be downtown hosting our knitting group in my studio last night. To be safe, I probably should have taken a "provisional" photo earlier in the day...it just didn't happen.
I'm very happy with the way this one turned out at 11:47pm, last night!! As it was I had to cover my camera and intervalometer with my sweater due to rain starting to fall!
Day 36 -> 35.3. I wonder if I like the story behind these images almost better than the images themselves? I'm not sure. This photo is nothing to write home about... but came about this evening after a string of somewhat unfortunate events including my dog bounding into the front seat of the car in a single bound and her paw landing full force smack in the middle of our take and bake pizza...an...
Today was a FULL day spent with my girls in the park, along the river, and ended with a date night with Jeff and some friends overlooking the beautiful Missoula valley!
I adore the way these old vehicles look with skin tones.
Our neighbor Tom gave us permission to use his beautiful truck for a little photo session, and while asking permission Astrid got to feed his ducks, chickens and also a couple mules who are staying in his paddock.
I grabbed this butterfly that was sitting on my dresser thinking it would add a little color... I like the effect and the symbolism of this little creature. My sister, Genevieve hand painted it. It had fallen off a butterfly mobile she made for me a few years ago.
Astrid thought I looked like a super hero. She wanted me to pretend I was flying. I took the shot of me "flying" - but it was not the greatest...here's what we got instead.
...and another butterfly joined me, today, too.
I usually have to carry Astrid at least a little bit. Tonight marked the VERY FIRST TIME Astrid walked up this far with no carrying! 'Bout time, little one! Seriously I was so proud of this girl of mine!
Montana is in our roots, I was telling Astrid today that her Great Grampy Eldred Folsom was born in Eastern Montana on a homestead in a place called Roundup. She and I agreed that we would make a trip over there to a rodeo to see some cowboys this summer (with Baby, of course, and maybe Dad).
...but, hey, it is what it is!
More to come soon!
Hope you are documenting your life this week!!!!