“Sail away from the safe harbour” – Mark Twain
For the past few months Jamie has been obsessed with the thought of getting a boat. I never understood the whole ‘boating’ things. I own a pair a Toms and figured that was good enough.
The opportunity came for Jamie and his brother to purchase a boat and they jumped on it. They picked it up Monday, and Jamie has been smitten ever since.
Last night I was invited to go, and I apprehensively did – I even bought a boating hat! As I mentioned on Instagram, it was the first time I was on a boat which didn’t serve dinner while touring the harbour at sunset. And you know what? It wasn’t THAT bad. I still don’t really understand the ‘obsession’, but I got a lot of sun and reading in and that was pretty cool.
The boys had a wonderful time fishing, and they were kind enough to let me snap pictures quite often.
Until next time…
“Remember to play after every storm.” Mattie Stepanek
I have a slight obsession with laundry. I love it. What I really love is putting wet laundry outside to dry. I usually will take drying racks out on the deck and put clothes on that, but the issues come when I want to dry my sheets. Since I am deprived of a clothes line I have to place them on the railing of the deck. I have learned through a lot of trail and error that I have to tie them to keep them in place. Otherwise, there have been a few times where I have looked outside and had to go retrieve my sheets off our neighbours tree – or maybe it’s our tree.. I don’t know where the property line really is.
Anyway, on Saturday I was so excited to get home, wash the sheets and put them outside. It was such a nice day. I tied them down and noticed there appeared to be a storm rolling in. I ran in the house, grabbed my camera and decided to take some pictures of it (yes with my sheets strapped down).
We have a neighbour who backs on to us, but a few houses down who loves to watch us. He angles his lawn chair and just stares. Yes it’s creepy, yes we realize he is crazy, but we deal.
He bellowed over to me instructing me to take my laundry down because if I couldn’t tell – there was a storm rolling in. I explained to him, since I am obviously going to have to put them in the dryer I really don’t care if they get wetter or not.. And then he proceeded to watch me photograph.
**I used a 50mm prime lens, ISO 200, f 2.5, 1/1250
“When you stop expecting people to be perfect, you can like them for who they are.” – Donald Miller
Lately I have been enjoying/getting more comfortable taking pictures of random people I see. It is kind of a weird thing to do; it makes you feel like a creeper – taking someone’s picture without them knowing..
The more I do it, the more comfortable it gets. But I have reached a problem. I don’t really know what to do with the pictures. They turn out so wonderful, but they are useless to me (I can’t just print them off and frame it.. like I could, but who wants pictures of random people in their house?)..
Jamie suggested I make a photo book compiling all the pictures. So far it is the best idea we have… Ultimately I guess I could always go up to them and tell them I took their photo and ask if they want me to send it to them, but that seems stranger than taking their picture… I guess we will see what I end up doing.
Below are my favourite candid shots of people who didn’t know I was taking their picture.
“Rejected, abandoned, unwanted.” – Jasinda Wilder
This is a little throw back Thursday – mainly because I can’t remember if I have shared or not – I don’t think I have..
We have this old drive-in (called the Mustang Drive-In) near my house which was closed for sometime – not fully sure of the reasoning behind it – but it is closed. Last summer I took my mom and sister there to photograph it (which looking back probably started my obsession with abandoned things).
This drive-in was probably the most eerie abandoned place I have photographed. I am thinking it is because it was so off from the road no one could see/hear us if this trip turned into a horror movie (see what I did there 😉 ).
No one was there, it was just us. Until we were leaving and then and old man and his dog were walking around.
I am a little late on getting this up here. April was a busy month!! It is usually the kick off of Jamie and I being on the go every weekend until July.
April 1 and 3 was Jamie and my sisters’ birthday respectively, and Cristina’s birthday happened to be Good Friday, so we celebrated with family on Good Friday and then with Jamie’s family Easter Sunday. So Busy, and it was only the first week.
Aside from birthday’s I helped Jamie’s stepdad paint their living room, had a wonderful visit with my friend who moved out west and her little baby (who is a lot bigger since I saw them last!!!), drank a lot of Starbucks, had our first BBQ without having to wear a coat and boots, read a LOT of books and completed my reading goal for the YEAR!
April was a great month.
Document Your Life April
“Art is never finished, only abandoned.” – Leonardo da Vinci
I have a slight obsession with abandoned things – mainly buildings and homes. Well, only buildings and homes – abandoned cars or garbage is just an eye sore… I have always wanted to go inside of an abandoned house/building and photograph it. One of our hospitals closed and it was abandoned for awhile, I was dying to get in there and photograph it, but I (thankfully) waited too long and couldn’t get in because of asbestos.
I discovered a website the other day, where it had a list of all abandoned places in Ontario broken up into subsections based on geographical areas. Wow, I made that sounds more high tech than it really is.. Anyway, there happened to be a not boarded up abandoned farmhouse 5 minutes from me – how I never noticed it before, I don’t know.
I asked my sister to come with me because going alone is just 1) stupid 2) insane… I mean, hello random homeless man who may or may not be claiming this as his house.
We got there, took some pictures on the porch, walked inside took a few more pictures, heard knocking, then we looked at each other and ran back to the car. In hindsight it was just the screen door knocking from the wind.
We have plans to go back and look around a little more, on a day where it isn’t so windy so we don’t get spooked from a door.