Gallery 2

I found several more photos I want to share, but I couldn’t add them to my gallery yesterday. Here they are:

Coram Deo!



My Photographic Passion

I have been a photographer for several years now, and always spent my spare time trying to capture moments with my camera. But I’ve gone through a dry spell with my photography for the last couple years after having to sell off some of my camera equipment to make some cash, and I’ve really, really missed having the ability to fulfill my desire to be creative and artistic with a camera in hand.

But now I am going to be getting a new camera and lenses, and I am excited about making up for all the photographic moments I missed. I have a rather bad memory, so photographs help me to connect and remember events with better clarity. I am looking forward to posting many new photos of my sweet ones when I get my camera in the next few weeks.

I was running through some of my old photos this evening, and found a couple dozen of my favorite people photos to share — I love nature photography, but the ability to accurately present human emotion in a photograph is appealing and intriguing to me. Human bodies, with their varied expressions and movements, will never cease to be a wonder to me to capture on camera. One of my long term dreams is to become a  photojournalist, and travel to a wide range of countries with Kyle. He can find all his historical/military memorabilia in dusty attics and barns, and I’ll be right there photographing and writing about local events and people. 🙂 We’re going to make that happen, hopefully soon.

Anyway, enjoy some of these portraits and captured moments of joy, silliness, beauty, and love:

Favorite Look


Forgive me for being kind of late to the whole skinny jeans/leggings/jeggings party. I was too caught up in my own snobbery of how other people wore that look to actually give it a try myself. I’m not always a fan of the latest styles, unless they flatter my body shape and are something I can keep in my closet for the next several years.

Then I caved. I bought a couple pairs of leggings when I was preggers because they looked so comfortable, and I HATED my maternity jeans. They were my favorite wardrobe staple; obviously, because I wore holes in both knees of leggings.

And, just last month, I got — hold your breath — a pair of high rise jeggings from American Eagle. Hot diggity, what have I been missing all these years? These jeggings feel like wearing my most comfortable pair of sweatpants, I can tuck them into boots easy peasy, and they are warmer to pair with all my tunic tops than just old leggings or tights.

There are a couple of styling tips I’ve learned about leggings and jeggings that are *imperative* to follow, especially if you are short and, ahem, curvy like I am and don’t want to look like a denim pear shape:

  • Choose tops that balance out the “skinny” look of leggings and jeggings. You can’t put on leggings and then pull out any old t-shirt that is also form-fitting to go on top. Unless you are 5’9″ and severely lacking in the curve department, you’ve got to balance out form fitting leggings with looser, flowy, longer tops. Think soft blouses, tunic tops with or without a belt, oversized sweaters, and short dresses. I’m also not comfortable showing off every aspect of my butt in leggings by wearing normal length tops. Leggings and jeggings should NOT be worn like normal pants.
  • Embrace those skirts and dresses that, without the aid of a pair of leggings or jeggings, would look just a bit over the top. 😉 There are lots of skirts that I love the look of, but, unfortunately, I don’t think they look good hitting me 3 inches above my knees without leggings or jeggings.
  • Leggings and jeggings are just so darn comfortable. I’m not a big fan of dresses because of my body shape, and I don’t like my movement being restricted by only wearing skirts/dresses. I love me a good pair of jeans, too, but good jeans are hard to find, and my good pairs wear out over time. Leggings and jeggings are always easy to find and easy to wear.
  • Leggings/jeggings also look good on most body types. It’s a body friendly look, even if you are more self conscious about your legs/waist/hips/breasts; leggings and jeggings help you feel and look seriously sexy.
  • Leggings and Jeggings are summer AND winter friendly. You’ve just got to switch up your tops, and perhaps switch over to cropped leggings/jeggings in the summer.

So, there you go. Quite a few different reasons to go to your local mall and buy a couple pairs of leggings or jeggings. It’s an easy look to transition into if you are feeling your wardrobe needs a fashion update, and it’s easy on the wallet, too.

Coram Deo!


Close Encounters

With mountain lions, bears, the occasional bobcat and coyote.

Growing up in the rural Sierra Nevada foothills in California with lots of wooded acreage to explore, my family has had more than one encounter with the wild beasts that also roamed the area. Mountain lions sightings and attacks were (and still are) a not un-common occurrence, and bears also are pretty bold about getting into trash, chicken coops, gardens, bee hives, etc… I have some fun, and scary memories of my own encounters with these predators over the years.

  • My first encounter with a mountain lion happened when I was 7 or 8. I had been warned about what to do if I saw one, and well versed about mountain lion habits, like coming out at dusk, they’ll chase you if you run, and momma mountain lions being mean. It was shortly after dinnertime, dusk had fallen, and I had been sent outside to fetch my bike I’d left lying in the dirt. I had just picked up my bike when I heard a noise. Looking down at the apple trees, I saw a tawny colored small animal. I looked closer. There were two of them. My heart started racing when I realized they were mountain lion cubs; I wasn’t brave enough to look around for the mother mountain lion. I dropped my bike, and slowly made my way to the backyard fence, hoping I wasn’t moving so fast I would be chased, but when I reached the gate, I ran like mad for the house, slamming and locking the door behind me. When I told everybody inside what I had just seen, they laughed at the silly notion that I had seen mountain lion cubs, and told me it must have been a fox instead. Huh? They did believe me the next week, however, after the mountain lion got both of our goats we had at the time. When a hunter came out to deal with the problem, and he finally tracked down the mountain lion, he found that she had two cubs, as well. Uh huh.
  • Our whole family was out on a walk around our property, and had gone pretty far down our hill towards our well, bordering another neighbor’s property. We were walking back up the hill towards our house when we heard noisy rustling in the fall leaves close by. Not too far from us, a mountain lion had crept up on a deer and had taken it down! Fun family adventure indeed! Mom and Dad took us back to the house as quickly as the could.
  • Sam and I were out on a walk (or perhaps riding bikes) around the road on our property and we our corgi Home with us. Suddenly, Homer started barking like crazy (since when does he not?), and we look down the hill to our right and saw a BIG.BLACK.BEAR. Just standing there. Looking at us. Homer was still barking at the bear, so Sam and I inched our way back up the hill towards the barn at the top, and when we got to the top started shouting and screaming at Homer to come here! Finally, the stupid dog obeyed us, and we ran all the way back down the stairs to our house and inside as quick as we could.
  • I was 13  and walking up our neighborhood road knocking on doors and handing out fliers for my new business. I’d already secured a few sales from sympathetic older ladies, so I was feeling pretty good about my business, and decided to walk up one longer, more secluded driveway. When I got to the end, I knocked on the door and waited, waited, and waited some more. Nobody was home, so I turned around to go. Running away from me back into the woods was a mountain lion. And here I was, at the end of a long driveway, a blackberry hedge blocking the view from the road, and nobody inside the house. I started praying as hard as I could, and, willing myself to not run down the driveway, took what seemed like an eternity to make my way back to the road. When I got to the en,d a neighbor lady drove by, stopped to say hello, and offered me a ride home, which I gladly accepted.

And, that is the extent of my distinct memories concerning encounters with mountain lions and bears. I have seen the odd bobcat and coyote out and about on my parent’s property, too. I know that all of my siblings have their own memories about encountering bears, and mountain lions. Perhaps they would be kind enough to share some of those memories here, too.

Coram Deo,