When You Nail It

Good morning! Yesterday was, as we say in Swedish, a canon of a day. En kanondag med kanonväder. Great weather, and I got so much done. I love those days, and I try to remind myself to keep them close and cherish them, be grateful. Life is so beautiful like that–the downers teach me to appreciate the days when things just come together even more. And vice versa. To acknowledge that these contrasts is what makes living such an adventure. If we can learn to appreciate each facet, every shade, then going through hardships takes on an entirely different meaning.

DanceToTheWind

Since we had such incredible sunshine and strong winds I managed to scale down our mountain of washing–mostly sheets and bedclothes–significantly. It dries in no time in weather like this. And the timing couldn’t have been better because last night brought showers of rain. It is only now letting up. In-between the loads, I managed to squeeze in a photo session on our back road. It seems I caught the perfect light because I didn’t really have to do any editing at all. I only did it because when the light is just perfect, when you nail those settings, then it is such a joy to play around with the images. Do you find that, too?

FreeFlow

When I was a little girl and visited my grandmother I would always get into her clothes. She was a hoarder, so she kept every single outfit she had ever bought since the 1950’s. Of course I wasn’t allowed into her closets but she would bring me clothes to try and then I would pose and strut around as she ooh‘d and ahh‘d. My grandmother had style. That classy, old Hollywood style. Of course she went with the times, too, but her hair rarely changed. She bleached her hair constantly up until a couple of years ago; slept with rollers and wore pearly combs to lift up the locks to frame her face. I loved, loved, loved looking at old photos from when she was younger, and she would always play Elvis Presley when we went for a drive.

MulledGauze
A while ago I learned about something called the Orton Effect, and I thought it suited this photo to get that old style feel to it.
If she had been alive today and seen me in this dress, I know exactly what she would have said. I can still hear her voice in my head, and I never, ever want to forget. Even though I have been plagued by low self-esteem and a poor body-image all my life, in her company I felt perfect just the way I was. I miss her fiercly. Memories are to be cherished, don’t you agree?

ThisIWonder

I got exactly 315 photos out of this shoot, and so many turned out great that I had a hard time picking just a few. The last ones, however, were out of focus, but there was one among them I really fell for anyway, so I will share that, too, before I go. Today I have business in town, so I am very glad we got that rain to cool down the air a little.

I wish you all a wonderful Tuesday. ❤

HazyMoments
Used the Orton Effect here, too, which kind of added to the already out-of-focus, but made it softer somehow.
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