dudes....this summer is crazy.
i don't know what i did other years?
how did we do craft thursday?
how did i get anything done?
who is this person i have become????
that is how i am feeling everyday. it's getting old.
i miss that lady who made cookies and painted pictures and sewed late at night.
she needs to come back.
i really miss that girl.
this busy, tired, scattered, zoned out person who is living in my head needs to leave.
these pictures have nothing to do with that little pity party.
these are the cows across the road from our front door.
i love to watch them wander around that field.
this day i was sunbathing while all my kids were gone for ONE WHOLE HOUR and there they were.
just chillin' at the only opening that i can get to for pictures.
i have this little voice in me that says "that is the picture you want... take it"
and for so long in my life i have ignored it.
there are lots of reasons i ignore it.
sometimes there are people with me and i don't want to stand out or have someone think "what is she doing?"
sometimes i don't have the right camera for the good shot.
sometimes i am driving and can't stop.
but about a year ago i promised myself that when i hear that voice i will do whatever i can to get the shot.
not wreck my car or anything but if im not running late than i will pull over and get it.
or i just let people wonder why i am taking a picture of something at Target.
because my mind works like that.
i can see the photo in my mind and it feels so good when i get it.
and i like that.
so.... i was lying there... in my swim suit... one hour alone... reading my book... and there come the cows.
i heard the voice.
i said "BUT.... but... it's my only hour"
sigh.
i got up and put on a skirt and flip flops and my big camera and into the ditch to see the cows.
i am so glad i did.
i am ALWAYS glad i did.
and a lot of times it's not a super AMAZING photo but it's really just the process of looking through the lens.
finding the focus.
catching the light.
and i guess on these jammed packed days that send me to bed exhausted, i need that little moment.
a reminder that i am creative...created to be creative.
it's in there.
and sometimes i don't get to it as often as i would like but it doesn't go away.
moo.
