Yosemite

The Great Mountains of Yosemite have been done. 

They're so....last century.

They've been photographed too death and are passe now.

Which is a schmancy way of Melanie saying,

"The mountains are freaking incredible and they take my breath away and sadly I do not have the proper equipment to photograph them the way I want to."

So, I have to stick to the woods of Yosemite.

Which are always changing, always different. 

Which are breathtaking and magnificent and smell so good and are SO GREEN!

Which have inspired me that this is where I want to end up.

In the woods, taking pictures. 

And for the first time I took a picture that made me feel like this could actually be in my future. 

Next year I'm going back for an entire week with about 600 different rented lenses. 

I'm going to get up at 5 am every morning and catch every sunset. 

I want to devour these woods!! 

They are incredible!

The Campgrounds aren't too shabby either : ) (Crane Flat)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                                               

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Portraits of my offspring

Photographers usually defy that old saying, Doctors kids get sick and shoemaker's kids...or whatever. (I've yet to ever visit a shoemaker, though my sandals broke yesterday so I limped ridiculously through the Doctor's office yesterday. Apropos of this story, though I didn't know it then.)

They practice on their kids, they portrait-ize their kids because that's whose first at hand. 

I love my kids, but usually I snapshot them. A LOT. But not portrait. They don't stand still for me. I've taken so many pictures of them that they are jaded and whatever now. I don't even take pictures of them. Just 'pics.' 

But on the 4th of July, I declared my independence of pics. 

It was time to portrait-ize. 

And with the help of lots of bribing treats, I got 'em. 

And they are the most beautiful children I have ever seen. 

I don't stay home with my kids by accident. I do it on purpose. I do it when we're very poor.

 (most of the time)

I do it because, look at these faces. I need to see them as much as possible, drink in every moment! 

Before they are gone forever. 

They take my cheesy breath away. 

I love my angels! 

(Oh yeah, portraits bring out the angel in them, so I have these so I can look at them on the days when I'm gritting my teeth so tightly the dreams I have about all my teeth shattering are seconds away from becoming reality)