ordinary january 25, 26, 27 /February 8, 2014 by Carey

Ordinary life in January. I love them so much.

I french braided her hair for basketball that morning, and for a gymnastics birthday party (that was cancelled due to snow) that afternoon. It was so cute.

She decided that she MUST make a crown with hearts and diamonds. It was really quite remarkable. She's something else.

I shot these with my Nikon D800
Nikon 85mm f1.8
Nikon 50mm 1.4D
Sigma 30mm f1.4

"Only miracle is plain; it is the ordinary that groans with the unutterable weight of glory."
-Robert Farrar Capon

Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart,
O take and seal it;
Seal it for Thy courts above.

I'm a sensitive introvert who finds such beauty in the ordinary, everyday moments in life. I seek light. I'm mesmerized by it. I photograph and share my images in the hopes that you can also be blessed by the beauty I find around me.

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Guys, this is Oxbow Bend. I’ve been working on editing my real camera photos of our trip so I can put them in a book I’m donating to the kids’ school auction. But I’d forgotten about the breathtaking factor of Oxbow. Just scrolling through the files and folders and picking out the best of the best, I wasn’t expecting to see THIS again. I’d forgotten just how beautiful it was. The photo needed nothing. It’s already as perfect as it gets just as is. . . #grandtetonnationalpark #getoutdoors #tellon #visitwyoming #wyominglife #oxbowbend #iphone7plus #yellowstonepledge #waheway #backcountry #hikemore #goatworthy #nationalparkgeek #findyourpark #neverstopexploring #wandermore #optoutside #amongthewild #lonesomehill #thatswy

Just spent a long time deleting old pictures and videos off the camera roll. I thought i had done so well only to find there are still 6,685 photos left in play. It’s never gonna get finished.

Oh, how I enjoy watching this kid play.

I love noticing how the frost sparkles in the mornings as I drive by. It’s so easy to take something as frost for granted but goodness doesn’t it make boring things beautiful? ( yes, your iPhone can take shots like this. I use the camera+ app)

I really had no idea how much fun a pet bunny would be.

You know, it’s kind of funny that when we lived in Tennessee and I would photograph our dinners, I took them to our garage floor. Gosh that garage had such pretty light. I haven’t photographed my food much in the last 3.5 years we’ve lived in Virginia because I haven’t found a spot on this house where the light is right. So when I went to unload grocery bags quickly before turning around to pick kiddos up from school, and the package of blueberries slipped out and landed on the garage floor and driveway, I just stood there stunned for a moment. How did they fall out of plastic grocery bags? I don’t know but it happened, I assure you. Should I collect them and toss them since they’ve now been on the nasty ground? Or will it matter if we are going to wash them first anyway so collect and save instead? And then the ridiculousness of all of this hit me and I had to take a picture.

She’s turned into quite the effective pretty sunset monitor. She won’t let me get by without taking a peek. Sometimes the peeks last longer than others, like yesterday. . . . #meetvirginia #virginiaskies #sunset

“Of all the ridiculous expressions people use - and people use a great many ridiculous expressions - one of the most ridiculous is 'No news is good news.' “ —Lemony Snicket. She announced this line to me as we drove to get The Boy from basketball practice and I started to go all parent on her to tell her what it meant. Then she stopped me and kept reading. She is practically begging me to read these books. I can’t believe I never have beyond the first one.

Oh January. I forgot how much I like your evening light.

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My Little Lady immediately gasped. "Momma! You shouldn't say that!"

"What a foolish, foolish thing to do!" I justified. What person in their right mind would do something like that!?

"But Momma, that isn't nice!"

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The whole time I didn't know what to say. The whole time I didn't know whether this was happening for HER or for ME. Was I supposed to DO something with this? Or was I just supposed to be there, to be a calm presence, to listen? Was God trying to speak to my own heart through her words and her wounds? I felt almost panicked, not having time to think through all the options and what the one very right thing to do could be. I wish I could say I chose out of wisdom, but that's not true. I chose out of exasperation. I just tried to listen. To affirm her. To tell her I was sorry. So very sorry that it happened to her and she'd had to live through that.

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ordinary january 25, 26, 27 /February 8, 2014 by Carey

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