Click of the Wild: Shadow

Bobbie chose this focus and it took me a while to decide how to capture it. I saw shadows every where I looked, but capturing one in a way that made me happy was hard for me to figure out. Then this idea came to me yesterday. I captured it (with Samantha’s help) last night and I love it!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This isn’t my usual style of portrait, so I enjoyed taking the time to make it happen. Samantha was very patient with me getting the light in just the right spot and moving her head “just a smidge” when I asked her to. She’s a good model:)

Click here to see how my photographer friends captured “shadow”.

Click of the Wild: Beauty is in the Eye of the Photographer

That picture of the fire hydrant is what made me come up with this focus idea. I took that shot back in June while we were at the beach. The time of day was perfect and the color was so vibrant that it called out to me as I walked past. I almost didn’t take a picture because I thought it was kind of silly to take a picture of a fire hydrant, but then I figured, why not? It was just a quick snap, but when I look at it, it makes me happy. I know that may not make sense to anyone else, but as a photographer, it’s fun to notice the little things that might otherwise get overlooked.

So, I chose this purpose hoping that the perfect subject would come to me, much like the fire hydrant called out to me. And that did not happen. Yesterday afternoon I was outside trying to see mundane things with a photographer’s eye. And this is what I captured.

It’s the net on our ball goal. I don’t like it as much as the fire hydrant, but I am happy that I took a few minutes to look at my surroundings from a different point of view. Now, feel free to head over to Click of the Wild to see some other shots from this focus.

Mossy Grove

My family took a short day trip to visit an old family church last Saturday. It’s where my grandfather grew up going to church and my dad has good memories of visiting there when he was younger. Members of our family used to make frequent trips to visit our uncle that lived in the area and see all the family sites around it, but I guess I was maybe 10 the last time I visited. So when Dad mentioned that he was going this past Saturday and that anyone who wanted to could go with him it seemed like a perfect opportunity to expose my kids to a little family history.

This is the church. It’s small and no longer used much. It’s named Mossy Grove because at one time it was surrounded by trees full of Spanish moss. They’re gone now but the name remains. The building is very simple…just one room, no air conditioning, a wood stove to heat with, and plain wooden pews (some of them still original) to sit in.

This old piano is sitting neglected in the corner.

The keys are warped and twisted.

In another corner is an old wooden chest full of old Bibles that are mostly in pieces. Loose pages are here and there. 

I absolutely love old books. Curled pages and worn covers set my heart aflutter. This Bible was one of the few that was mostly intact and the patina on it is gorgeous.

I tried to find a date to see how old it is, but I couldn’t. This is the title page inside.

And this page was printed near the front of the Bible. I love the flowers and lettering so much. I’m planning to print this out and display it in my house in some way.

The cemetery outside is full of old graves of relatives.

This is my great-great-grandfather and grandmother’s grave marker.  

As I mentioned before, most of the moss around Mossy Grove is gone, but we did find some on this tree near the back of the cemetery.

Daddy visiting with his cousin the cemetery.

Me with my girls on the front porch of Mossy Grove.

Mama and Daddy

 

After leaving Mossy Grove we went to see the house where my grandfather grew up. Someone outside the family owns it now so we only looked at it from the road.

My great-uncle’s first wife lived in this nearby house. Now the house is abandoned.

Another house up the road a ways had a yard full of Spanish moss. The driveway was lined with huge live oaks just dripping with it. We stopped and took pictures because it was so pretty.

This is the house at the end of the drive. I don’t know how old it is, but Dad said it was there when his dad was young. I love that it’s still kept up and someone lives in it.

It was a fun day to spend with some of my family. Thanks for looking!

Click of the Wild: Abandonment

Molly chose this focus and I’m not sure if she had a particular thought in mind for it, but I was looking for anything that had been neglected and was picturesque. Last Saturday my family took a trip to an old family church near Florence, SC. The church is no longer in use, but the old furnishings are still there and when I saw these piano keys I felt like I had my shot.

I suppose the lack of climate control is to blame for the keys curling up like that. I’ve never seen piano keys look like that before.

Click here to see the other “abandonment” shots on the Click of the Wild blog.

 

 

Click of the Wild: Home

Linden chose this focus and I kinda winged it. I was painting my bedroom Saturday afternoon and thinking about the focus word and how having and running a home means always keeping it up…cleaning, yard work, painting, etc. And so this photo represents what “home” meant to me at that moment:)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now, head over to Click of the Wild to see some other versions of home:)