Showing posts with label Pictures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pictures. Show all posts

Sunday, August 23, 2009

More SLC Temple Pics

I did manage to take a few photos of the Salt Lake Temple besides those in my last post.  Though none of these have rainbows, some of them still turned out rather neat.






This picture looks like I did some rather fancy imaging editing on photoshop, but really it is just...

the reflection of the temple in the reflecting pond.  Cool, huh? 

 What do you like better?  Upside down, or flipped right side up?  I'm torn.  

I found out that if I used my polarizing filter, the temple completely disappeared, so no polarizer for this shot.

The grid of tile and shimmering coins give it a fun, modern look, don't you think?



I made a few ripples with my foot for fun.



It was fun trying to come up with something a bit unique and different when trying to take pictures of something as oft-photographed as the Salt Lake Temple.  I love that temple!
   

Sunday, August 16, 2009

I Like to Look for Rainbows...

While in Salt Lake City, I got up early on Saturday morning in hopes of getting some nice pictures of the Salt Lake Temple.  I was hoping that the early morning light would give me some really great highlights and shadows and that would translate into really interesting photographs and perhaps something I might want to watercolor.  My hotel was several blocks away, and I walked there early enough to be there when the sun came up.  I found a nice spot across from the church office building and waited for the sun.  But as the sky turned lighter my prospects did not look good.  The sky was blanketed with grey clouds, and I was worried that when the sun did come up over the Eastern mountains, the clouds would hamper any hopes of shadows.  I had time, so I decided to sit and wait, in hopes that the clouds might blow off.  While I waited, I pulled out my scriptures and started to read.  It started to rain, and I relocated myself under a large tree, reading my scriptures, periodically looking up to the east, to watch the sun making its ascent up over the mountains, hoping the clouds would part, and the sun would come out so that I could get my bright light and shadows that I had been hoping for.  As I read my scriptures, and tried to keep them out of the mist and sprinkles, the sun finally came up above the eastern hills.  But the clouds had thickened instead of blown off and I knew my hopes of great morning light on the temple were not to be.  Then I turned my head away from the rising sun that I had been watching and toward the temple.  What I saw there took my breath away!  There, curving perfectly over the house of the Lord, was a luminous rainbow!   I looked around to see if anyone was around to share the wonderful sight, but I was all alone.  This wonderful scene was a gift, just for me!  My heart skipped a beat as I grabbed my camera and took several pictures of it before it faded away into the mist, as suddenly as it had come.



I sat back down under the big tree as the rain began to fall more steadily.  The sun never peeked through the clouds again.  Soon there were a few people around, on their way to the temple and such.  As I sat there I was completely overwhelmed with what I had just experienced, and the gift the Lord had just given me.  I realized that I had come this morning really wanting something - really wanting to take some nice pictures of the Salt Lake Temple.  So I was looking for the sunlight, and the accompanying great light and shadows.  That was what I was hoping for, and I had been disappointed by the rain.  But the Lord had something different in mind for me - something so much better.  He sent me a rare and wonderful rainbow, curving perfectly over his house - a gift of beauty and light, but one that is only visible in the rain.  I had been keeping my eyes, and my hopes on the rising sun - hoping and praying that the light would come and the clouds would clear, and was feeling disappointed and despairing that it would not happen.  It wasn't until I turned to look at the temple, that I saw the rainbow.

What would have happened if I had kept my eyes on the sunrise and had never turned to see that temple when I did?  Surely I would have missed the rainbow all together.  I realized that there was a profound lesson for me here.  Sometimes we want something and hope and pray that we will get our desires.  But when the rainclouds hang overhead and threaten, and when the sprinkles start falling on our hopes and dreams, we think that the Lord had decided not to give us what we think we need and want.  This may be true, but he may not give us what we ask for because he has something better in mind for us, something greater than we would ever hope for or even imagine for ourselves.  I wanted bright morning sun, and he sent me a rainbow instead.  Most mornings there is usually bright morning sun on that temple.  I would certainly get my chance on another trip to Salt Lake.  But a perfect rainbow curving gracefully over the temple was a rare and beautiful gift - something I could never have planned .  Even a professional photographer could not have planned it like this.  It made for a beautiful (albeit amateur) picture, and an even lovelier memory.  I knew at that moment that the Lord loves me.  ME!  This rainbow was a tender mercy of a loving father for his imperfect, yet beloved daughter.  The spirit bore witness of his love for me at that moment.

In life, we have challenges and problems, and we think we know what we need to make things better - if the Lord would just send us what we think we need.  But the Lord who loves us and knows us often has something else in mind for us, something infinitely more wonderful, and often those blessing are to be given only in the rainy, stormy moments of our lives.  If I had gotten my bright morning sun, there would have been no rainbow. 

 Rain is necessary for any rainbow - and so is a ray of light.  When life is stormy and rainy, we don't need clear skies, but merely a ray of light, to have a miracle.  

I thought how wonderful it was that I didn't see the rainbow while looking for the immediate sunrise, but only when I turned away from the sun and looked at the temple.  What powerful symbolism!  When we keep our eyes on the horizon, looking for the answers to our prayers in the here and now, we may miss the really best blessings that the Lord is sending us.  We might even get bitter that the sun is not rising as fast as we think it should, and that there are still too many clouds in the way when it does come.  But when we stop watching and waiting for the immediate sunrise, and instead look toward the temple, and the eternal perspective that it gives us, that is when we see the blessings - the rainbows in the rain.  

Some blessing require the perspective of the temple to be seen for what they really are.  The primary song says "I like to look for rainbows, when ever there is rain..."  Well, I have been reminded that when life gives us rain, we can look for rainbows in the temple.



Friday, August 14, 2009

My Second baby Photo Shoot: Cutie-Pie Isaac

When my beautiful friend Shea had her sweet baby, Isaac, I begged her to let me come and take pictures of him.  I really need the practice (and a bit of baby time!)  She was sweet enough to oblige me, and though it all went kind of crazy, and it was obvious that I had NO IDEA what I was doing at the time, I think the pictures still turned out pretty good in the end.  That is mostly to do with the fact that I had such an adorable baby and beautiful family to work with!

When I got there, baby Isaac was still hungry, so I took a few pictures of his brother and sisters while he was getting happified.






































There was a whole lot of kissing going on in these pictures.  I can't imagine why.  Really, there is nothing better than kissing a new baby!  And this one is very, very sweet!

Thanks Shea and Jeff for letting me invade your home like that!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

One More Day in Santa Fe


Since Santa Fe has their very own kind of architecture, Santa Fe Style, I got up early on our last day there to see if I could find some cool old pueblo houses to take pictures of.  Here are a few fun ones I ran across.








While Santa Fe style isn't exactly to my taste, I really love the colorful old painted wood doors and shutters that are a hallmark of the style.  This door was very cool!







Then, once my family was awake enough to venture out, we thought we'd go explore the famous Santa Fe Railyard

 We were happy find ourselves in the semi-weekly farmer's market.

What a beautiful sampling of Southwestern style vegetables - Onions, peppers, even squash blossoms.  I was the freaky woman who asked "Excuse me, can I take a picture of your peppers?"


The boys loved watching the trains.  The Santa Fe Station is the end of the line - so the trains come, and then they turn around and go back where the came from.  



Waiting for the next train somewhere:


The boys had fun exploring the colorful Santa Fe Southern Railway trains.

Caleb had to walk the entire track - but only when there were no trains chugging by.


One thing I LOVED about Santa Fe was that it is such and artsy town!  I've been to other artsy towns - Laguna Beach, Sedona, etc. - but Santa Fe trumps them all!  I read that that almost 40 of the population is somehow involved in the art industry.  Wow!  There are studios EVERYWHERE!  I really wish we had had more opportunity to explore them more.  One doesn't even know where to start.  Someday I will have to come without kids and do just that.  What I did see was that Santa Fe was not all about Southwestern style art, but really had all kinds of styles of art, which I though was terrific.


The oldest house in Santa Fe.  It looks like it has seen better days.


While doing more of our Geocaching challenge, Derek was thrilled to find a pressed penny machine in the gift shop of an old church.


The geocaching challenge also took us to the State Capitol, and Canyon Road - the  fabulous art district.  My teeth ached to explore a bit more of that street and its many galleries.  But alas, we had to settle for the boy-friendly sculptures outside.

Dylan just hanging out with a new friend.

We had brought a picnic lunch for the day, but it started raining when it was just about that time to eat.  So we found a park, and parked it under a big tree, and hoped the rain would stop.  It did, finally, but not until we were mostly soaked.  The kids didn't seem to mind at all.  It was a fantastic new park running along the railway, and the kids had fun exploring it while Dennis enjoyed his sandwich he made from Indian Fry Bread he had picked up at the farmer's market earlier.



Luke has not quite mastered the art of eating cherries.  What carnage!  What gore!


Flying!

They loved the spinning a bit too much.  Derek felt sick for hours afterward.  Poor kid.

When Luke slipped through the net and started screaming for help, all I saw was his cute "bumbum" as he calls it, so, being the good mom that I am, I had to snap a  few shots before I would rescue him.  My kids thought I was horrible!  Yep.  Anything for a cute shot of Lukie's famous crack.


That night, Dennis and I snuck away on a date to Tomasita's, a famous landmark of Santa Fe cuisine right there in an old railyard building.  I have had a lot of Mexican food in my time, but this place was truly fabulous!  And unapologetically HOT!  I heart HOT food, so I was in flaming taste bud heaven!  Instead of the traditional chips and salsa, they served fat sopaipillas and honey!  So GOOD!  What a great was to end our stay in Santa Fe.

Early the next morning we headed off for our long drive home, making only a few stops on the way.  Of course the beautiful Albuquerque Temple was our first stop.


We also stopped at an Indian souvineer shop that we had seen huge billboards for for miles and miles.  Luke was so funny. He was loaded down will all sorts of stuff he wanted - including fireworks clenched in his teeth.  He kept trying to convince me that "me need it for my birthday."  His birthday is in March.  Nice try, kid.


A final stop at a rest stop that had the neatest big red rocks that the kids were drawn to like magnets.  Kids don't need rest stops to rest, but to run and climb and holler and MOVE!



So that was our trip in its entirety - well except for the fact that we missed an exit out by Needles, and the next exit was 40 miles away!  So we had to double back - ugh!  Then when we finally got back to the Valley, and were just a few exits from home, when we found ourselves stuck in bumper to bumper, stand still traffic in the middle of the night, becasue they had closed all lanes but one to do some middle of the night construction!  To make matters worse, all the exits were closed, so we had not chioce after a 14 hour drive but to sit in this traffic at midnight, when home, and out comfy beds were so close!!!  Insane!  It took us a full hour to get from Date Palm to Cook St!

It all made finally getting home that much sweeter!