Showing posts with label holding onto the moments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holding onto the moments. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

what a girl wants...

305:365 blue pedi!

traveling with a rather spoiled perfectly charming and brilliant 9-year-old has me thinking about what it is a girl wants. and naturally, that makes me want to make a list. because what a girl wants is....

~ regular pedicures

~ to be listened to and appreciated.

~ an entirely new wardrobe.

~ pretty headbands.

~ pampering and recognition in a luxury hotel.

~ fabulous dresses.

~ and shoes.

~ a really good mobile phone case, preferably with lots of bling.

~ apps.

~ a very deep, very bubbly bubble bath.

~ to swim for at least an hour a day.

~ room service.

in general, all of this, plus conversations with old friends, has me thinking about how every season of life is the best one. what you've got is here and now. this is it. live it to the fullest, laugh your way through, love every minute of it. and hold onto it for all you're worth. right now really IS the time of your life.

Friday, July 24, 2009

the games we play

yesterday, at the birthday party, i stalked followed the children around with the camera(s), trying to catch them in moments of play without them posing. it became a game in which sabin and her friend j decided to try to run away and avoid having their picture taken. however, in actuality, they wanted to be photographed, so although i've got a zillion pictures where they are but blurs, there were some real gems, where their energy and their very life force simply beamed out of them. it was a good and joyful game.


before the game really began, they were intently watching a dog training session
note: this pic taken with the D60 - note color difference to pictures below, which were all taken with D300
the D60 really rocks the color. no processing on any of them, they're straight out of the camera



and now, the game is on and they are blurs






gotcha!



even with a plastic toy gun, they were poetry in motion.