A post about us, with our pictures. A post to put in writing what is said, but never recorded.
Yeah... this one is personal and not at all generic.
Several years ago we went out to take pictures of Fall - my favorite season.
I find something magical in Fall,
the colors are perfect shades of change,
the air smells of sunny cold,
and I find a splendid beauty in the cycle.
For me Fall is enchanting because it´s a promise of renewal,
it's nature's demonstration that winter will come and strip away all semblance of color,
but that it goes into the cold with unmistakable beauty.
Winters can leave us bare, but if our essence was beauty and color
its nothing but a time of gathering strength
to become more vibrant when winter is gone.
Back to the pictures... this year we went out again to take pictures at a park which has gorgeous trees changing colors.
The hubbie doesn't really like to have his picture taken, but I insist and get some shots in.
We use our remote to take pictures of the two of us and the hubbie goes crazy taking pictures of me.
Yes, I pose for pictures, I show him what kind of pictures I like and pose accordingly. I do all the poses I ask people to do when I´m behind the lens and I try to get over my discomfort because a beautiful picture is worth a few minutes of not feeling totally at ease.
Countless times I've heard: Your husband takes pictures of you without being asked? And they're good? That's awesome. I wish I had that. Well... here´s the story:
Several years ago Lucas started talking about getting a better camera. He went to London for work and came back with a glorified point and shoot (a kodak with a few manual features),
he taught me all the basics of photography, lighting, composition. He took great pictures, I started to learn and we soon upgraded to a good nikon (yes, I am a nikon person, not a canon person) and I fell in love with the other side of the camera.
Almost 3 years ago I started working with photography... and I absolutely owe it entirely to this man who supports my craziest dreams, listens to all my talking, believes I can reach whatever I wish, listens to me tell the stories from my books, thinks I'm as beautiful in full make-up and heels as I am in pj's and sleepy eyes, loves me enough for two in the days I don't love myself, makes me laugh every day -- and laughs pretty much every day too, works hard and believes in me enough to let me work with what I love, takes great pictures, gives me the world...
Stealing Jason Mraz's words
I can define some of what he means to me
From a birds eye view, I can see we are family.
It's not hard for me to love you
No, it's not a difficult thing.
Because you are the world to me.
You are the mountain, you are the rock
You are the cord and you're the spark
You are the eagle, you are the lark
You are the world and you're remarkable
You're the ocean eating the shore
You are the calm inside the storm
You're every emotion, you can endure
You are the world, the world is yours.
I often say I have the best husband in the world. I am firm in that belief, and what I always mean is that every day I'm happy its him. He completes me in a way that is beyond words, and together we grow and create our own brand of harmony and dysfunction -- our own beautiful mess. We've been together for almost 7 years and we have been through our share of winters, summers, springs and falls. Life has handed us the good, the bad, the beautiful and the ugly and what has been constant is love, laughter, grace, faith, harmony and effort.
I like Fall. The season that says that beauty is stronger than any obstacle.
The season that doesn't live only in the cold or in the heat, doesn't depend only on sunshine and doesn't give in to cold. The season of balance, of excess in midst of basics.
A huge thank you to this husband. Best friend, coach, cheerleader, photographer, boyfriend, buddy, lover, inspiration. We have lived a life of Fall - color, beauty, strength, perseverance. It has been much more rewarding than I ever imagined it could be. I am truly and abundantly blessed by your presence in my life.