changing

I feel as though my photography is changing. Instead of self portraits that I first got interested in when I discovered it I am not more interested in, plainly, capturing life.
The littlest things, like closing the shades or watching the sun reflect off the frost in the grass during the morning, make me have the urge to take my camera out and capture it.
It's such a wonderful feeling, one of the most amazing things I've ever felt, capturing this insignificant life of mine.
I wonder, in 20 years, will I remember this?
Yes, because I had my camera to freeze the moment and store it forever.


washing mud and dirt off my knees after taking today's picture outside.

i cut my finger opening the lens cap with one hand for the picture above. (the goldfish has a hole for its smile!)

 i bruise so easily.

 today, we ate corn off the cob for the first time since summer. of course, it wasn't as sweet and amazing as the last time i did, in indiana at my best friend's house during the summer.