There is nothing I can think of that is faster than water.
Our town is experiencing one of those "hundred year floods". Only problem is that we faced this 100 year flood THREE years ago.
The Great Flood of 2011 is now worse than the one in 2008.
It has been raining HARD all day long for days upon days. The Lake is now at the highest level it has ever been in history, forcing the dam to be open. The dam is currently releasing more water than it ever has, which is creating massive floods along the lower river in our downtown area.
I am amazed at the power of water as it rushes through our town. It is quickly changing the landscape.
iso 400, 1/8000, f 3.5
iso 200, 1/800, f 10
this one was taken with my point and shoot earlier in the day.
Easter 2011 will go down in the books as the most relaxing and enjoyable Easter ever.
Perhaps it was so enjoyable because it was not my plan.
You see AJ got sick on Friday night. It seemed like just allergies, so she spent Saturday doing her normal thing. By Saturday at 7pm it was evident the child was sick.
High fever, coughing till she gagged, etc.
Clearly she could not go to church Sunday morning. So Aaron and I tossed back and forth trying to decide what to do.
Should we stay or should we go?
Half of us or none of us?
We decided it was more important to spend the day as a family, so we stayed home.
Everyone went ahead and got dressed in their Easter clothes and we went out and found all the eggs the Easter Bunny left. After the baskets were finally found, we watched Veggie Tales Easter Movie while playing with all the new toys.
We even got to enjoy a quiet time in the afternoon where the twins napped, the bigs rested, Aaron tinkered on his mower, and I scrapbooked. All while it POURED rain all day long.
It was the best.
The day was topped off with Easter dinner down the street at my parents house. YUMMY!
The photo I chose is of Little Guy. Little Guy is well Little, but his voice is far from little. If he isn't singing at the top of his lungs, then he is screaming at the top of his lungs. Or whining, he is a big whiner. And his voice is a very high pitched one, for such a dainty little guy.
I have actually been enjoying shooting in manual. I feel like I am slowly getting the hang of it. The toughest part of Manual is being able to change settings quick enough, as I am chasing down my little people in hopes of the perfect picture.
The other challenge Beth gave us was to use catchlights. The first picture there are none, but I loved the action and excitement in Big Guy's face so I had to include it.
iso 800, 1/2500, ap 4.0
iso 800, 1/500, ap 5.6
iso 800, 1/500, ap 5.6
I actually got several other really awesome pics today. The boys were full of mischief today, which always provides for some pretty great facial expressions.
Day Three's challenge for photo class was IN. Beth challenged us to take a photo indoors with natural light and attempt to catch the light in the eyes.
The first photo I took early Saturday morning after I overheard on the baby monitor, "CANNONBALL!!!!" followed by a trio of giggles.
I glanced at the video monitor and immediately jumped out of bed and ran for my camera. With little time to adjust settings this is what I got....
iso 3200, 1/160s, AP 4.0, 50mm lens
It has a wee bit too much light, but I LOVE it!
This photo was taken in the twins room, which gets AMAZING morning light as the sun rises. AJ had gone in to 'babysit' the twins while I rested a bit longer. The three made a sandwich with their pillows and mattresses and then proceeded to do cannonballs.
Because a I a rule follower I had to also include some photos where I actually followed the directions: use natural light, place yourself in between the light and the subject, try for the twinkle in the eye.
iso 1000, 1/160s, ap 4.0 50mm lens iso 1000, 1/160s, ap 4.0 50mm lens
These photos are my sweet boy JP, right before his family birthday party. How can this baby boy be TEN in just a few short days?!
I chose the photo of AJ because she is sitting on the dock of one of my family's businesses. I grew up running all over these properties playing with sticks, cardboard boxes, climbing trees, selling things, playing in puddles, and much more.
These stores were my playground, but they were also a source of valuable teachings. I learned the value of a dollar early on by setting up my own businesses on the front porches. I sold candy to tourists. I charged employees to go get their lunches. I manned one of America's very first One Dollar Shops by myself for a few shifts. Just a few cardboard tables with random junk for just $1. My how the quality of $1 items has come in 20 years. I still have my hourly sales numbers clipped to the very same clipboard that I used way back when I was just a tween, hanging in my 'office'.
I use the term office loosely because since my 4 kiddos have come along, my office is really their office. Otherwise known as a playroom. They are now right where I was 20 plus years ago, growing up learning how to run a business. Learning that if you made ten cents more than you spent, you are slowly becoming rich.
I am so thankful for those family businesses, I pray they remain in the family for the next generation.
iso 100, 1/200sec, f 7.1
on a crazy sunny day
(honestly have no idea why on any of the above, I just mess with things till I get a pic I like)
This past weekend AJ had her first 'real gymnastics meet'.
She was judged.
We were not prepared for that.
And by we, I mean she.
Really it is my fault I failed to explain the whole gymnastics scoring/judging and level competition to my sweet six year old.
She watched the Level 2 girls reward ceremony. She saw several of her friends receive 2nd, 3rd, and 4th places. Then inside her adorable little head she thought, "Hey I am a level 3 which is higher than level 2 so I will get 1st place for sure."
Then off she went to compete.
She knew her floor routine very well, but had spent the previous weeks working tirelessly on her bar routine. She wasn't even competing in bar, but she has been trying to nail the dismount. It just never even occurred to me to have her fine tune her floor routine so that each roll, jump, and arm was precisely where it should be.
She is only 6. I am used to the whole it is about participation thing. I mean JP just started playing sports for real wins and losses, and real judgements at 9.
So when she came off the award ceremony and that little 6 year old lip was quivering, I felt like I failed her.
I failed to prepare her.
My sweet girl was heart broken.
After an hour long car ride to a soccer game, she was feeling a bit better. Especially with the promise of ice cream.
We talked about how every competition from here on out can only get better. She has a personal record to now beat.
I have no doubt she will be moving on up on that podium.
A stay-in-the-car mommy of four active kids, including a set of identical twin boys. Married 11 wonderful years to my very own prince. We are loving the adventure God has given us and are reminded daily of these wonderful Blessings. Our hands are full, but so are our hearts.