Oct. 5, 2017 Ordinary Moments in Ordinary Days | Athens, PA photographer

This is part of a new project called Ordinary Moments in Ordinary Days where I capture ordinary moments in our days for the month of October. Those ordinary moments often make up very extraordinary lives. We may not all be famous or save lives on a global scale or make a national or international impact, but each of us have the opportunity to touch others, show them light, and speak life. Each of us have moments, the small moments, the little details of our day, that mean something to us, even if they don’t mean anything to anyone else.

My oldest was gone for a campout for school and I used a visit to my aunt in a local nursing home to distract myself from his absence. While we were there, visiting her in the courtyard, the weather was cloudy. Once outside the sun broke through as it was setting and Little Miss thought it would be fun to make me chase her while we waited for Grandpa to come to his car. 


Four on Four for June and the messy kids

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The oldest found a ditch full of mud and soon it was all over his hands.

 

And then it was all over her, hands, arms, legs, bright red dress with tiny, white polka dots.

And instead of stopping them I photographed it.

There was a warm breeze and the sun was shining on a day the weather man said it would rain. I always know I’m going to get into trouble on the days I take photos instead of stopping them. I weigh the pros and consand decide if the gentle, usually joking commentsfrom Mom or the husband are worth it. 

“You just took photos while they stomped in the mud?”

“Put the camera down and grab him!” Mom told me when my son was a year and started up our stairs. Of course, later we all laughed watching his chunky, diapered rear end waddle up one step at a time, me only a few steps behind.

Though never putting them in danger, there is something thrilling about pushing the photographic risk to the edge to capture the defining shot, knowing your documenting life at its best. 

 

Defining childhood.

Defining heartbreak.

Defining joy.

Defining moments.

Simply with the click of the shutter. 

Definition of life’s little details, forever solidified frozen for future generations. 

There are no cows in that barn | Athens, PA Documentary Photographer

Hiding out from minor family tensions at Sunday dinner at my parents we found ourselves at the barn, barren of cows for probably 60 years.

“I hear a cow in there!” my 9-year old declared with one of his sly grins, knowing full well there was only old tractors and barn swallows in the barn. My 18 month heard the word cow and stuck her little face against the barn door, expectently looking for the animals she currently calls what she calls just about every four legged animal “dog!” 

Instead the “moo” we heard was coming from the neighbor’s barn on the hill, half a mile from the house. She heard the cow, turned herself around and pointed toward the neighbor’s barn, knowing, even though she couldn’t see the cow, that that is where the cows really were. 
“Der! Der! Der!” She trilled. I’m not sure if she’s really trying to say there or not but that’s my theory anyhow.
Her brother is going to have to think a lot harder to get one past this little smarty pants.