Being a mom, Gardening, Identity, Learning, Pictures, Self

Remembering Me

A friend of mine recently asked me to be the photographer for her mom’s wedding. I was shocked and tried containing my excitement while driving home from a weekend family trip.

Side note: To be clear, I am not, by any means, a photographer. At best, I am an amateur.  I enjoy taking photos and consider it a hobby. While I pretty much grew up with a camera in my hand, I only have my phone these days.

Being asked to take on the responsibility of recording this special day was a little nerve wracking. But, I was so excited. I said yes. I didn’t even hesitate. I took this as an opportunity to do something I enjoy for people I care about and respect.

First  thing when we arrived home, I dug out the cameras – one film, a DSLR, and a hybrid, realized the lens of one might be scratched (Thanks to a certain little one who finds things) and that I don’t have film. Then, I ordered a new lens cap, battery charger, batteries, and film – black and while because it’s a wedding.

The next day, I started taking pictures. My son was the star as was the flower bed. I figured that my son would be a perfect “model” since he’s always on the go. It’d be a great way to test any skills I might have left.

Currently, I’m waiting for everything I ordered so I can practice with each camera, and I’m truly hoping I don’t mess anything up and ruin this woman’s wedding pictures. I’m watching YouTube tutorials and asking my dad, a former photographer, for advice. I’m remembering the exhilaration I felt when taking photos, the feeling that I’m preserving memories and emotions. I’m remembering how much I loved to take pictures… of EVERYTHING. I’d take a picture of carpet or a wall when I was growing up just to take a picture.

Re-learning how to look into a viewfinder and how to take a picture of what I feel looks good is amazing. If you haven’t noticed, I’m SOOOO excited to be doing this, to be learning something again, to be remembering things I haven’t thought about in years, to be dedicating hours of reading, watching, practicing…

Here’s to doing the best I can.

-T

P.S. Some of my favorite shots… (always open to constructive criticism)

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Being a mom, Gardening, Mom blog, Pictures

Outside with a Little One

He learns as I learn. 

Because the weather has been amazing lately, I’ve been teaching my son how to grow, take care of, and be gentle to plants. We’ve had a couple missteps – he decided to pick a pair of peppers that were not yet ready and pull petals off flowers when trying to smell them, but it’s been a great experience for both of us. 

My first time growing vincas from their cuttings. Please wish us both good luck!
My son’s Violet sprouts doing wonderfully.
Tomato seeds are all thanks to a local plant swap. (Thank you for encouraging my love for tomatoes!)
3 Matt’s wild cherry tomato sprouts doing well. Am also waiting for purple basil and Cherokee purple tomatoes.