Even though my mind is still on the traditional education realm, I have always been highly intrigued by “nature based” learning, and definitely think there is something to be said about the children who are raised with that mentality. When Blossom and Root had their fall sale last month, I jumped on board and purchased The Early Years bundle.Read More
I’ve lost track of how many times we have done “sleep training”. What I failed to realize the first half dozen times around the block, was that it isn’t a one-time ordeal. Between teething, growth spurts, and new developing sleep rhythms, this is an ever on going process. Waves of ups and downs.Read More
What do you get when you combine one bored mama, an antsy toddler, and a yard that serves no real purpose? A dirt kitchen, obviously.Read More
I say this every month. But how the hell is it already SEPTEMBER?!
School started early this year, which definitely made for a short feeling summer. We still have a few more weeks before fall officially gets here, but I'd be lying if I said my head wasn't already in fall mode. I mean, I've made two different soups in the past month. It's 80 degrees out.
I have big plans for this coming month. Not sure why it feels so special, but this new month feels like a fresh new start. So here goes. My goals for September:
- Blog more frequently. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don't I always say that? Only this time I am branching out beyond my client work. I know, a big step for this page! More specifically, though certainly not exclusively, my Cooking with Ada series!
- Round TWO of Yoga Teach Training! Woot woot! This has sort of become the highlight of each month, just saying.
- Updating my kitchen! Ok, really I am just painting it (because the awful green I thought was so cool 5 years ago simply isn't cutting it any more). In my dream world I would be getting new counters, appliances, and a new floor. But I have a toddler, therefore no money. So a fresh coat of paint, and perhaps a thorough cleaning out of the cupboards will have to suffice.
- Apple Picking! Need I say more?
- Seven Zero Waste practices I will be attempting to implement into my everyday life. I've got a whole post about this coming your way!
- Photograph THREE weddings! (And edit!)
- Last, but not least, co-hosting the SECOND round of the Body Love CLE: Brunch edition! If you haven't signed up yet, but would like to treat yo' self to a wonderful morning filled with yoga, connection, conversation, and delicious grub, there's still time!
What I'm Reading this Month:
Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
Tell me below, what sort of adventures do you have planned for September?!
I was thirteen when I asked for a camera. I started saving my babysitting money in a wooden box I kept in my dad's closet. Out of site, out of mind. I remember when I had $200 saved. How excited I was, and yet I knew I was so far away from my camera. But the stars aligned and my uncle surprised me with an ugly grey camera bag, stuffed with my grandfather's old Canon AE-1.
We spent the afternoon fiddling around with it. My uncle explaining how to load the film, how the meter worked, and how to take care of it. He left me with 2 fresh batteries, a 3 pack of film, and I had the whole world in my hands. I spent the summer photographing everyday things and each week I would ride my bike up to IGA to drop off my film and eagerly await its arrival. That $200 I had saved went towards film and processing. Now that I think of it, I'm not sure how I would have afforded the film once I'd saved for the camera. I suppose it was all meant to be.
Lucky for me, for some reason I have yet to fully understand, my dad fully supported this hobby of mine and paid to send me to photo classes that winter. It was mostly just sitting in a dark room (not a darkroom) with old men and flipping through slides. Nevertheless, it felt important. I thought of myself as the Harriet the Spy of photography. I wanted to see and know everything. I wanted to capture the whole world.
While I have gone through waves with my personal work of photography (turning your hobby into a business has a way of wringing you dry at times), I can honestly say it has been the one constant thing that has always been mine. Something I've held deep in my bones and that still can make we want to jump out of bed and start exploring. Even when I don't have a camera in hand, I notice the pockets of light, the colors it's casting, the contrast which would appear should I be shooting with black and white film. It's something I don't always even notice I am doing until I find myself wishing I could simply blink and capture exactly what I am seeing at that very moment.
It's moments like that, that remind me that I'm not just a photographer in the sense that this is what I do for a living. I am a photographer because it's who I am.