Dannie, Eva, and I have been trying to take advantage of summer as much as we can before it's over, even if it just means going to the park in the cooler evening hours. Sometimes we go for a walk, every now and then a bike ride, and other times I just want to take my camera. Eva, of course, loves being able to run around in the grass, smell the flowers, play on the little playground area, dance and jump in her pretty dresses and twirly skirts, and currently isn't afraid of bugs. But that will come soon enough with being a girl. Eeek. She is also fascinated by all the dogs at the park, because there are countless dog walkers (is that even a word?) every time we go.
I can't get enough of Eva's little girl wonder of the world. She makes the best out of everything, because with being a baby, she doesn't really know much quite yet, so even the simplest things are grand. The grass is greener, the sky is bluer, and the world is bigger in her eyes than in mine. My problem is that I get distracted by problems in life, and forget to bask in the beauty of life- even mundane, normal life. Being a toddler, Eva has no worries, because Dannie and I give her everything she needs. So this was what I tried to capture over the past couple of days. We took her to the park and just let her roam around. I wanted to see what she'd do, where she'd go, what she'd get into, and then capture it all. Truth be told, it was haaaaarrrrrd to get these pictures because she is constantly on the move, and by on the move I mean running as fast as her little legs can go. That means I have to chase her everywhere just to try to get a picture, and not being an outstanding photographer, it seems like I'm always missing out on the best shots. I have to act like a maniac just to get her attention for one second, so needless to say I have to set my shutter speed really high. Plus, she won't stand still long enough for the pictures I want to get. I will say this over and over and over again, even though I love my daughter, and I love getting pictures of her, I greatly dislike photographing toddlers. I will do it, but couples and weddings are what really excite me.
My poor husband puts up with a lot from me and my camera. He works a challenging, stressful, laborious job all day, five to six days of the week, and yet still obliges me when I want to go shoot for a few hours after he gets home. Sometimes my incessant talking about all things photography irks him juuuuust a bit, but he always listens, tries to understand, and even poses for pictures sometimes, albeit quite reluctantly. I probably don't thank him enough, but I am very appreciative of his listening ear.
Totally off subject here, but my husband is from Brown County, which basically means he comes from a hick town and is majorly countrified (without a Southern accent, or at least a redneck one, you just can't read that word right). I've also lived in the country many times (before getting married my family moved at least a dozen times), but I've actually come to like living in town, or at least really close. Now, I definitely wouldn't want to live in the city (think Indianapolis), but living in Franklin is a lot nicer than I thought. We walk to Kroger, and the park is just five minutes down the road. It's so convenient having everything we need and want at our fingertips. I especially love the fact that I have less house to clean in an apartment compared to our old house, but that's another subject for another time.
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