I just adore him. Happy Birthday my big boy.
the journal of a nature-loving, country-living Montana mama raising two tiny humans, vegetables, goats and chickens |:| yearning to slow time while freezing our precious life with photos & words |:| striving to live slowly, wholly, honestly and gracefully while chasing wildlife, chickens, rainbows and dreams |:| "We have only this moment, sparkling like a star in our hand – and melting like a snowflake.” ~Marie B. Ray
Friday, July 18, 2014
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Spring Fling 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014
Egg Dying
Light. Photographers, of all level and expertise, become slightly obsesses with light. We plan everything around the right light. This night little was planned. All day it was so warm outside. The first really warm day spent entirely outside. I put off dying eggs as long as possible to maximize our outside time. After dinner had come and I could not put if off any longer.
In through our living room windows were the most beautiful evening sunshine rays. While eighteen bright white eggs were meticulously being colored, my kids were illuminated with rays of backlight straight from heaven. It was magical.
In through our living room windows were the most beautiful evening sunshine rays. While eighteen bright white eggs were meticulously being colored, my kids were illuminated with rays of backlight straight from heaven. It was magical.
Saturday, April 19, 2014
A River Fix
We all felt it. Sometimes the river calls and Daddy isn't the only one who answers. The sun was warm and the wind mild. The bank littered with other fly fisherman spending their cherished free moments casting lines, hoping to land a beauty worthy of a lifetime of exaggerated tales.
Addi and Landon didn't wait for Daddy to finish tying up before walking the trail that curved with the river. Eager to fish and excited to be outside. Just above the water surface the fresh hatch was being attacked by wing. From further up geese passed by, an eagle hunted and pelicans soared. The river was alive.
While Landon repeatedly ran down the hill to our spot, Addi built a teepee and Daddy threw in.
It didn't take long. The downward bend of the rod initiated it all —fish on. To my surprise both kids would not help reel her in. Intimidated by the strength and power behind the fish they let Daddy do the work and once landed offered only a gentle pat. Landon was most concerned with its timely return to river freedom.
The kids traded in their stick rods and had their own shot at the real deal. Both of them are so attracted to fly fishing. A serious attraction that seems more than influence from Daddy. Landon loves the equipment and gadgets associated with it all and Addi the biology behind it. It is amazing to see this bond between the three of them grow and develop. Addi is eager for her own pink fly rod and Landon will endlessly cast anything loosely resembling a rod.
Not long after Addi handed the rod back to Daddy he hooked a beautiful pink rainbow. She was "a monster"! Landon said, "Sissy, he's pink for you."
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.”
― Norman Maclean
Addi and Landon didn't wait for Daddy to finish tying up before walking the trail that curved with the river. Eager to fish and excited to be outside. Just above the water surface the fresh hatch was being attacked by wing. From further up geese passed by, an eagle hunted and pelicans soared. The river was alive.
It didn't take long. The downward bend of the rod initiated it all —fish on. To my surprise both kids would not help reel her in. Intimidated by the strength and power behind the fish they let Daddy do the work and once landed offered only a gentle pat. Landon was most concerned with its timely return to river freedom.
The kids traded in their stick rods and had their own shot at the real deal. Both of them are so attracted to fly fishing. A serious attraction that seems more than influence from Daddy. Landon loves the equipment and gadgets associated with it all and Addi the biology behind it. It is amazing to see this bond between the three of them grow and develop. Addi is eager for her own pink fly rod and Landon will endlessly cast anything loosely resembling a rod.
Not long after Addi handed the rod back to Daddy he hooked a beautiful pink rainbow. She was "a monster"! Landon said, "Sissy, he's pink for you."
“Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it.”
― Norman Maclean
Friday, April 18, 2014
Farm Life Fragments - Together
This life.
New. New and different.
Each day brings a new dream I didn't know I had dreamt.
He does his best to navigate through my cloudy images of a what life well-lived looks like, to me.
Not always does it agree with his images.
We do our best
to find compromise
to allow room for each to follow where we want to be independently
and yet be more together
As we near our one year anniversary of owning our slice of Montana paradise
we've come far
learned a lot
made mistakes
worked hard
and more importantly simply spent many lazy moments soaking it in
I've seen us grow
as a couple, as a family
something about caring for land
for animals
for little people that are in constant need
and consistently pulling in different direction
and always at different times
it encourages growth in ways not imagined
Acres and time have separated us from the most difficult time in our life
and although life isn't always rainbows, daisies and unicorns
we are happy and we are real
what makes me smile is the joy we are creating
it is the memories
the giggles and laughter that are staining our hearts
it is knowing that looking back they will always know they were loved
Simply being thankful that we were granted a miracle
Thankful that we are whole, together in this place
Thankful to have him, to have them together
Thankful to watch him grow and love
When we can watch him run wild, happy and alive
we are at peace
The sight of him hugging a little life he loves so much
feathers or fur pressed against his cheek
he stops me dead in my tracks and
I nearly collapse with gratitude for these moments with him
The mountains cast their shadows and remind us with each new day
that we are blessed
if we see one more sunset
if we get just one more day on this earth
we were lucky to stand on fertile land
cherished
hand in hand
together
Family, friends new and old
have shared in our excitement of this life
They have come to eat, drink, fix, install and update
they have left tired, sick, and sore
but they always come back!
New. New and different.
Each day brings a new dream I didn't know I had dreamt.
He does his best to navigate through my cloudy images of a what life well-lived looks like, to me.
Not always does it agree with his images.
We do our best
to find compromise
to allow room for each to follow where we want to be independently
and yet be more together
As we near our one year anniversary of owning our slice of Montana paradise
we've come far
learned a lot
made mistakes
worked hard
and more importantly simply spent many lazy moments soaking it in
I've seen us grow
as a couple, as a family
something about caring for land
for animals
for little people that are in constant need
and consistently pulling in different direction
and always at different times
it encourages growth in ways not imagined
Acres and time have separated us from the most difficult time in our life
and although life isn't always rainbows, daisies and unicorns
we are happy and we are real
what makes me smile is the joy we are creating
it is the memories
the giggles and laughter that are staining our hearts
it is knowing that looking back they will always know they were loved
Simply being thankful that we were granted a miracle
Thankful that we are whole, together in this place
Thankful to have him, to have them together
Thankful to watch him grow and love
When we can watch him run wild, happy and alive
we are at peace
The sight of him hugging a little life he loves so much
feathers or fur pressed against his cheek
he stops me dead in my tracks and
I nearly collapse with gratitude for these moments with him
The mountains cast their shadows and remind us with each new day
that we are blessed
if we see one more sunset
if we get just one more day on this earth
we were lucky to stand on fertile land
cherished
hand in hand
together
Family, friends new and old
have shared in our excitement of this life
They have come to eat, drink, fix, install and update
they have left tired, sick, and sore
but they always come back!
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