You can never have TOO many pairs.

I gots new boots. And I'm in love.

Celebrating the autumnal equinox

Big day! I know I will throw a party in the honor of the center of the sun being at the same point as the equator....that's what it means right?? Maybe I should have googled it before I blogged it.
You like that? I am sooo computery.

Evening in the fog...

     The other day my friend generously took the boys for the evening, so the hubby and I had a rare Saturday where it was just he and I, and our little girl. We went straight for the coast, as it was near perfect central California beach weather, and for those who do not know what that is: it is low 70's, blue sky, and NO wind. I was especially excited because this was a great opportunity to take some landscape photos for my class...the blue sky was so inviting. We eagerly hit the sand with no shoes and strolled the cool sand with one very cute and wobbly girl. The beach was close to empty. It was gorgeous.

~Carmel River ending just south of Monterey...filled with picturesque reflective reeds and white egrets.~

   Now, us Monterey-ers are used to the sneaky and intrusive habits of coastal town fog, but this day, was extraordinary. We had not been there but five minutes, and the very familiar wall of fog came bearing down towards us. Abruptly changing the hue of the sky, it took over the jutting rocks in seconds.

Before we knew it, the fog had swallowed the entire beach. Uncharacteristically, the wind remained at bay.

   At the mouth of the river the sun still beamed through the thickness, creating something I had never seen before. It was a rainbow. But it was unsaturated. No color whatsoever. It was a fog-bow. A definate arch, and a definate result of sun meeting moisture....it was incredible.

~Treasure at the end of the fog-bow~ 

   Deeming my landscape photo project a bust, I became almost more snap-happy. (is it possible?? you sigh...) Loving the new surroundings, as I rarely shoot in the haze...I beamed at the images I captured, they filled my hungry artisic belly for the day (oooh... that was a good analogy...back pats) and my hubby even humored me and let me take more than one of him.

                            

                            

~I don't know this lil' guy. But he inspired me. haha~

   Most days, the fog is met with distaste and a little cursing. Here in the central coast, we rarely look at the milky atmosphere as a good thing, so seeing it in a positive light was pleasing. I never use the word pleasing. I just couldnt think of any other word. But, it was indeed pleasing. I never use the word indeed. I just couldn't....oh, never mind.

It was a nice day.

A daughter is a treasure - and a cause of sleeplessness.

~Ben Sirach~

Buggin' out

Do I need to rethink my photography path, and become the next great insect photographer like, um, you know, what's his name...so famous.....hmmmm.

Artsy Fartsy

Alright all you art lovers!! Support your young and talented new local artists!! Please join me at the East Village Cafe in Monterey, California, on September 25th at 6:30pm to celebrate the art of Mr. Scott Jacobs, who will be showcasing over 30 of his amazing acrylic paintings. He is very talented and motivated young man, who impressed me the second I met him.  I am excited to be photographing this great event...and it would be great to see some friendly faces.
Hope to see you there, and tell your friends!!

Brief is life,but love is long

~~Alfred Lord Tennyson~~

Tee Time!

I am a daughter of a golfer, wife of a golfer...and until recently when hired to do so, I had never even stepped foot onto a golf course! Well, that is not necessarily true...I have walked on some, but certainly not to play golf.
So, when I was invited to accompany a group to the Pebble Beach Golf Club to photograph their experience...a golfers dream destination...I leaped at the opportunity.
I was nervous as I had never seen a game of golf, besides maybe watching Happy Gilmore a few times...so I wasn't sure where I would stand or what I would try and capture.
As the game got underway, I quickly realized the shots I would need to get. The drive.The back swing. The follow through. The sand trap. Not to mention the amazing scenery. I transformed into a photojournalist pretty seamlessly, running around trying to get "the shot". I felt important. I felt amazing.
As I crawled through the grass, hid in the bunkers, sprinted to catch them at their next shot I kept thinking to myself, **THIS is what I want to DO** Experiencing this emotion while I happened to be standing on one of the most expensive and picturesque pieces of land in the country was nothing short of surreal.

Here are my best shots...

Four days young.

I tend to feel like a stranger invited into world not my own when I take newborn photos. Like, I am not meant to be there, but I somehow got the honor to ooh and aaah over this new life. Everyone who knows me, knows I am a baby person...so to have a job where I get to see fresh wee ones regularly, is a dream.
This precious bundle was four days when I had the pleasure of photographing her. Not only was she gorgeous, but her new mother was radiant with love.

"Sometimes being a brother is even better than being a superhero".

~~Marc Brown~~