camera-fiddling sundays





i would like to start taking more portraits. matt was showing me some professional photos that were taken of his classmates for his program and they were boring/awful (like awkward/stiff/i-am-in-pain-posing-on-a-bench awful). however, i would say that it would be hard to take photos of “bookish-type” grad students. i thought perhaps i could have taken something more professional/aesthetically appealing than what was taken or at least photographed something slightly inclined to encouraging more students into the program.

God has blessed my mother with a love of photography, which has in turn led me to “long-term borrow” some of her old equipment. i am hoping perhaps there are some nearby friends that need a quick picture or two that i can practice my skillz on for the time being. thank you prospective portrait faces! thank you Lord for a workable camera, some nifty lenses and an editing program that just keeps on giving (thanks mom for teaching me all your pro skills)!



last week: roca, nebraska

last week was my first time

without a job (since september).

practicing with my aperture, the f-thing, and my iso. ma gave me a camera lesson.

practicing with my aperture, the f-thing, and my iso. ma gave me a camera lesson.

matt had spring break

and we left for

our old home.

my expectations

of course



(a word here that means: blown out of the water, as usual).

reaching up, up, up!

reaching up, up, up!

we were busier

than i had intended.

i have always struggled with

that problem

affiliating break with relaxation


being absolutely lazy.

just never happens.

(i need to start stifling that pipe dream).

mi abuela de amor

mi abuela de amor


the week was different

more meaningful

in ways

i could not have imagined.

God created space for me to see

the lovely women

replacing mis pequeñas hermanas lindas.


so late

the clock hands reaching upwards

ma falling asleep on the couch

tata in bed.

the living room so warm

bodies draped

in pleasant, tired heaps

emitting whispers

and loud laughs.

my mind just gaped

not acquainted with

these new forms:

of woman.

marvelous unexpected snow!

marvelous unexpected snow!

my spirit felt blessings

trickling in

to reservoirs tucked



but brimming now

with an air of wonder

at these lovely

creatures stirring

at the feet of womanhood.

lights shown from

their eyes

and music from their lips

that i drank


excited with

the prospects

of new friends

never leaving

the last blooms of the amaryllis

the last blooms of the amaryllis