Sugarcreek.
I took this picture in Holmes County Ohio. Right smack dab in the middle of Amish country. The next picture I stood in the same place and took a picture of the same farmhouse, only I used a fisheye lens.
An hour from my house, it’s a whole ‘nother world.
I love.
Chipotle Burrito Bol. Chicken. Black Beans. Fresh Salsa. Cheese. Eaten with nachos, not a fork.
The sound of the girls giggling in bed at night. Even when they should be sleeping.
Cool grass under my bare feet. The kind thats soft, not pokey.
Spring peepers, the chirp of kill deer, and fire flies.
Being so inspired it’s physically hard to contain.
Bonfires. The way they make my hair and clothes smell the day after.
A Stewart’s Orange and Cream Soda.
A puppy’s sweet breath.
When someone else cleans my kitchen.
Baking cookies or decorating cakes.
How my Dad is my biggest fan.
How my God saw fit to bless me so.
Oh, humidity… how I missed thee.
After a long hard day of sitting and sweating in the moist air of Ohio. I like to sit down and shoot some pics with my new d80. Did I mention that to anyone yet? Yeah, a d80.
I know. I know.
Here is Reggie, playing sprinkler hopscotch. In a tummy exposing tankini. Avert your eyes.
Behold!
Here you go folks. My D80.
It’s. Here. In. My. Hands.
Tonight.
I ran outside (in the rain.) To take a pic for you. No touch up. No photoshop. SOOC. (Straight out of camera.)
I am deliriously overwhelmed by the buttony doo daddy-ness of this glorious chunk of plastic and glass.
The manual? HUGE! The number of indicators on the LED screen? Too many to count. This is one serious camera my brothers and sisters, and I am sadly underqualified.
But come’on now people! Look at those raindrops! I was over 5 feet away from that leaf! Hello? Can I get an amen?
What I Love About Summer.
#3. Rope Swings. (Picture taken by Mackenzie.)
