So I have this HUGE deadline next Wednesday …so I am shooting everyday, but… I may not be posting them all because I haven’t decided which ones which will be going in my portfolio but this is definitely not one of them. It’s Carson wanting to be a monster….

Day 12

Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles awake you when you rise

You will be missed by many Karen.

Slumber…a sleep so sweet, an innocence that fades with age, a moment caught so quietly in hours of late evening.

“Raindrops on roses, and whiskers on kittens”

…where in the song is there room for “rough worn leather boots”? My family will tell you, I’m just not much of a collector or buyer of much of anything, But if my house was burning to the the ground, I’d be grabbing these boots, two paintings, and my hard drives. My kids and pets are really quite capable and much more agile than myself.

These boots…they’ve seen it all.

I’m a barefoot, flip-flop, boot kind of a gal, absolutely nothing in between. For the last twelve years these boots have hiked through snow, manure, sand, and just about everything else. I’ve worn them with jeans, skirts, dresses, capris, and even shorts (ok, so that was maybe pushing it). I can’t tell you how many times this year I’ve actually fallen asleep wearing them. They do look better with a shine, but after time, as with most things, their character wears through.

The leather is cracking, the soles have been replaced a few times. I don’t how many years they got left…I’m hoping just long enough till I get to my grave I guess.

I’m not even sure what to say about this shot, other than it turned out a hell of a lot better than I thought it would and I love it.

I had done some pictures earlier in the evening but I wasn’t happy with them so I decided to do a shot of this deer skull that my daughter, who was seven at the time, was particularly insistent that we bring home from a trip we had in central Utah. Lora, one my dearest friends, of course wholeheartedly supported the idea of hauling a dried up carcass in the back of my car (not hers) and Hot Pants, my hubby, agreed.

I can’t remember if finding the skull was before Lora shot the rattlesnake or after but it certainly was before one of my most memorable “Ambien” moments around the campfire that evening. Lora later remarked to her son, “Let that be lesson to never get sauced, especially in front of your friends.” Really, the comment was entirely unnecessary. I think my behavior was a fabulous deterrent for any young impressionable twelve year old. Tyler, her son now sixteen, will still to this day shake his head, smile,  and ask, “Remember that time you got high?” 

Prescription RX sometimes don’t kick in like you think they will and I think the fact I took another one (it was cold, we were camping, there was a strange man who camped nearby) but still stayed awake added to…let’s just say a fun filled night that fortunately both my children were asleep for. Lora does occasionally remark, “Oh, you’d be such a fun drunk. ” I think my Ambien moments more than compensate for the fact that I don’t drink. Anyway, we brought the deer skull home and for the last four years I’ve been wanting to snap some type of picture of it. So I did last night…before the Ambien.

Here’s what so funny (at least to me).  All I did is one run one of my fancy actions, Powder Puff (named for all those football games just for girls) and wow-ie-wow! Look how freakin’ hot it looks, I LOVE it! Actions like these are designed to run in Elements and Photoshop and are perfect those who do blogging of any type.  Check out my store  at www.myphotographica.com for more like it!

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So,I’ve been asking myself, do I have to post a picture everyday? My answer is no, probably mostly Monday-Friday. This is a shot from last week at the Abbey of our Lady of the Holy Trinity in Huntsville, Utah.

Day 3

This is my hubby, Hot Pants. I thought I might bite someone yesterday because my migraine was so bad. He sat for me unscathed (just barely).