| | Nothing much to write this am. It's early - maybe 6ish and Baby is up smiling. This is her really awake time and I love it. I uploaded these last night thinking I might get a chance to put them up this week - now will have to work - and hopefully I will get it posted later in the morning.
I've got to clean house today. Yeah for Monday. I've not felt settled in since Haven arrived. I would like to blame it on lack of closet space for ten people. But that's not really it, though I do believe clothing has taken over the house and it's my constant battle. The clothes are winning. I feel they grow on furniture, the floor, walls, everywhere.
I've thought about just having one set of clothing for each person. But I'm pretty sure that won't work.
It feels like fall weather finally. A warm fall weather. I see yellow and a little red on the trees, but it's still warm enough for short sleeves. . . yep, even boys still wearing shorts.
I have one goal this week: Love, expecting nothing in return, looking for nothing in return. Just love.
Oh, I guess two goals: laundry completed - for at least one half of a day have all things washed and put away.
I've not high hopes that I can achieve either.
But at least the first one seems worth the try.
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As I've looked now and then at infant photography on the web the last few months, I've noticed it's kind of the thing to take newborn babies, strip them down to their birthday suit, get them to sleep and then photograph them in baskets, buckets, on chairs, furniture, beds - just about anything. . .
Or wrap them tight in some cloth or blanket and hang them from a fake branch indoors. Or of course the set up with black background.
It's cute, but I've wondered if it's really me - and no, it's not really, though I've done my share of infant photography in some similar set ups just to give it my own try. Just last week I did the traditional black background. I still like the crispness of that and it sure frames and displays nicely.
Because I'm kind of a realist, some infant photography bothers me though. Like the pictures of baby on the edge of some table top, or resting on a pile of towels that could so tumble, or propped up on something we all know baby would never be hanging out on, or in. . .
At times, I've fallen to it though in my attempts to create something new and all my own. Creativity can't be born when you apply rules like that. Trying new things, you might discover what is really "you."
I'm sure it's noticeable how much we love being out in the great outdoors. I've hiked my babies all over the place pretty much from the time I can get up and move after birth.
Yesterday afternoon I took about an hour and hiked around the property with Haven in my arms. The intent wasn't for a photoshoot, though as usual, I carry my camera on my right shoulder in case inspiration is born. . . I hate thinking, "Why didn't I bring the camera!?"
And inspiration was born.
Nature. There are so many, many little details. So many amazing things. God's bigness is displayed through all the smallness.
In one area of our property there are some really old trees that have fallen. They intrigue me. I love the shapes, twists and textures. Some have been on the ground so long sections have been hollowed out by the weather. In the midst of all the ruggedness there are little places that look like cradles and soft areas for a baby to rest.
No, none of us would want to find a sleeping baby out in nature all alone like these pictures might portray, but seriously, these turned out so peaceful and the combination of nature and the peacefulness of sleeping Haven is very much more "me" then sticking her on a table top inside in some antique basket, sporting her birthday suit for a posed picture like much of popular infant photography right now.
Haven slept in my arms almost the whole walk - the movement rocking her back and forth. Now and then I sat her down for a picture in our surroundings ~ perfectly safe little nestling places. She seemed to find them comfortable to continue her snooze. 
 
(Ha, this log had a little place carved out like a perfect baby chair~)
 
(walking the drive later on in the day)
(always on the go!)
(Cold front came in when we were out working one afternoon)
(Sneaking a look around)
(last week -- looks a lot like Brighton to me here when she was a baby. Same ears  and hardly any hair. Going to post more of the black background ones another time.)
A. Ann |
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