10 on 10 - July 2016 / July 10, 2016 by Carey Pace

*This post is part of a monthly collaborative project to post ten Lifestyle photography images on the tenth of the month. Please visit a newer friend of mine with a heart for finding beauty among the ordinary, Lisa Howeler, to complete the circle.*

This month I would like to share my ten favorite photos that I took of my son during this last season of Spring Baseball here in our new town. I always photograph most all of the games and give those images to the parents. It's a win-win-WIN for all of us. I get to use my gift to bless others. They get photos of their child playing sports. AND I have something to do to distract my nerves during the tense moments!

I know a lot of these aren't necessarily action images. I can't help it - my favorite images are always going to be those with more dramatic light. The ball fields here in Virginia that our county uses were either in full mid day sun for us, or in complete shade. It was an interesting artistic experiment for me for sure.

Without further ado, my ten favorite Baseball photos of my (not so little) Boy.

10 on 10 - May 2016 / May 10, 2016 by Carey Pace

It was a Sunday on one of the earliest spring days. My son had been begging to go fishing and so, we did at our neighborhood pond. Unfortunately this day the fish weren't biting. The one fish we did catch swallowed the hook whole. Poor thing. There was nothing else we could do for him.

The Lady has such a good attitude about our adventures. She played with the cup of worms for a while and then she went to pick the fresh, new leaves.

10 on 10 - April 2016 / April 10, 2016 by Carey Pace

*This post is part of a monthly collaborative project to post ten Lifestyle photography images on the tenth of the month. Please visit one of my favorite photographer friends, Katie Brenkert, to complete the circle. I met Katie last April (A year ago!) with the Bloom Forum retreat in California and she really is one of my very, very favorite photographers. Something happens when you meet people in person, and it's so special. I love seeing life through her eye. *

This month I wanted to show my ten (okay, so there's more) favorite images from our spring break trip to New York City.

My children absolutely freaked out at the Statue of Liberty. Not because of the historical significance, but because of the GRASS. It had been three days and they were suffering from immense grass withdrawal. Afterward, we found another patch of grass back on NYC and they took an hour to run, chase, and practice cartwheels. Suffice it to say that while we enjoy our trips into cities, we are most assuredly NOT city folk.

May 17, 2016

Coffee, Conviction, and Taking Your Time

I know better. I know better. I know better.

The whole morning was ‘off.’ I slept too late. I took the dogs out too late. I had to wait forever for the puppy to poop. I woke the kids late. I got The Lady in the shower late. I started cooking breakfast late. They started eating breakfast late. Then I spent their entire breakfast time looking for the cup of coffee that I’d poured before putting The Lady in the shower. I couldn’t find it anywhere.

Apr 12, 2016

a year of stories - Kindness - 14 of 52

With my voice dripping of ridicule, I declared, "What an idiot!"

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!"

A little bit later I lay next to her tiny form in her bed, snuggled in close, ready to sing her a song. "My stomach hurts."

Feb 29, 2016

a year of stories - fire - 8 of 52

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.

"They say a burned child fears fire. That's the truth." she said.

Carey Pace

photographer & blogger

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