I had grand aspirations of doing lots of photography this weekend. I was going to read a lot and get out more than once. It’s now Monday. 4:30 pm. And…well…best laid plans.
It was a really good weekend, but a busy one. On Friday night the husband and I went out for a wonderful pre-Valentine’s dinner. I do love that man of mine. And sitting across the table at a restaurant sharing a meal and laughter and loving looks…sigh. He’s such a sweetheart.
Saturday we worked on a DIY framing project and I cooked an in-house Valentine’s dinner. Yesterday a girlfriend and I headed to Seattle for the Love ’em or Leave ’em 5k at Greenlake followed by an amazing brunch at Wild Mountain Cafe. Like, seriously amazing brunch. When I got back into town the husband and I met up at a local furniture store and ordered a chair and ottoman for the study that we’re putting together (that will include the DIY framed map). Can I just say that furniture is ridiculously expensive? Furniture is ridiculously expensive.
This morning I went to the gym and the grocery store and cleaned the house. Then I went to HomeGoods to look for pillows and window coverings for the study. I struck out on those items, but picked up some very cute Easter decor. On my way home I stopped at the grounds of a local college to take some photos. For the first time this entire weekend. And, the reading? Didn’t happen. Actually, I’ve been stalled on page 255 of my photography manual for a couple of weeks. Mostly because a couple of novels that I had reserved through the library came in, so I’ve been reading them. There is only so much time in the day.
Anyways, the college. I did a 5k there around Christmas and spotted a number of retaining ponds surrounded by grasses and shrubs. I told myself that I needed to go back sometime and take photos. Well…since December they have erected attractive orange fences around every single pond. Attractive. And impossible to photograph around. See for yourself:
I mean, really, what’s a girl supposed to do with that? So, I moved on.
Photography is an all-consuming thing for me. Time passes in an instant. It’s like diving into deep water. Sounds become muffled, the world closes around me until I break the surface, gasping for air. I’m usually down for an hour at a time. Today, it was the wind and a smattering of rain that brought me around. I wasn’t hugely thrilled with the work I did, and considered stopping at a waterfront park on the way home, but it was already 3:30 and I knew that I wouldn’t get home before 5 if I stopped. That deep dive thing.
Probably my favorite thing about today’s excursion was an old rock wall surrounding a graveyard on the college grounds. Moss-covered and rugged, it’s a thing of beauty.
I don’t tend to do a lot of black and white photography. In fact, these are the first black and whites that I’ve posted. I tend to like the richness of color. That being said, I’ve admired some stunning black and white photography, so why not give it a whirl? I’m posting both the black and white and color versions. I invite you to tell me which you prefer. I’m torn. The stone seems to lend itself well to black and white. But, moss…so green, so luxurious.