sparkly Sunday


These photos really are worth 1,000 words, unfortunately they don't "speak" that much. Kind of blah in the story telling department. But...there's a big story behind them, it's just too bad I don't have time to write it. Ok, you twisted my arm; in a nutshell it's this: today we went hiking and the sparkly fields on the way there were so beautiful I could cry and I did when my husband wouldn't stop and let me take photos.

That's not really how it happened but it's good spin on the truth.

I swear I said "I'd really like to stop here and take photos" but seeing as I say that every time we drive... anywhere (to the grocery store for heaven's sake) he didn't know that I really, really meant it. And there was a bunch of other stuff happening with the kids and boom before you know it, the moment is passed, you're on the trail fuming at yourself for not communicating clearly and at your husband for not reading your mind.


But then you find pretty little things elsewhere to photograph and the day perks up. Pretty, but not spectacular like sunlight through rising mist in the frosted valleys. Oh yes, it was that beautiful, I saw it. Have no photos to prove it. But as my children (ever the encouragers) tell me, "there's always next time Mommy".


(Please don't feel too bad for me, my husband's a wonderful guy who honestly didn't realize how important that was to me. Once we cleared the air and my toes warmed up on our chilly hike the day went splendidly well, you can read more of that story here.)

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  • Kirsten

    Kirsten on Dec. 14, 2009, 7:10 a.m.

    Ah, I hate when the moment passes you by...at least you voiced your wants...they usually don't get passed my brain before the moment (and photo op) is gone!

    Kirsten's last blog post... What it's really like?

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  • Jody

    Jody on Dec. 14, 2009, 2:31 p.m.

    What a gorgeous weekend! It was definitely "winter weather" but, oh so beautiful. I really like the photo of the leaves by the stream with the chunky snow flakes ~ the detail of the flakes is so pretty. Bravo for sticking it out! It was brutally cold. Brrrrrr!!!

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  • nicola@which name?

    nicola@which name? on Dec. 14, 2009, 4:08 p.m.

    i know damien is awesome, but i do feel sorry for you, because i have experienced the "want a photo of this!" feeling. i can picture it all, though, and envy that you even saw it. the chill snap has mildly broken and i don't think we will have snow again. i missed the amazing snow and frost photos i could have captured last week. no camera with me. nicola http://whichname.blogspot.com

    nicola@which name?'s last blog post... growing up

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  • Shawna

    Shawna on Dec. 14, 2009, 6:09 p.m.

    oh you make me miss massachusetts so much :O( i miss these kinds of storms, and the few photos i have of them from my childhood are treasures. (we lived on a cranberry bog, those were the days...)

    your kids are right and even more so is that hard lesson of just enjoying the moment, captured only in emotion and memory. of course, if it were me i'd be kicking myself until the next storm came along. these photos will still help you remember the rest of the beauty.

    Shawna's last blog post... nineteen - might as well just call it 20.

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  • Candelion

    Candelion on Dec. 14, 2009, 10:08 p.m.

    I feel your pain. Not the same situation, but I'm missin out on good sleep time right now, because I'm writing a final paper that I was two points away from not having to write and still get an A.. Sometimes I wonder why I care so much. I'm with the kids-- I'm sure you'll get another photo-opp and I will have my sleep ;)... eventually

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  • kate

    kate on Dec. 14, 2009, 10:09 p.m.

    I know that feeling exactly...Once,driving highway 80-90 out west, I squealed "stop! I want to take a picture!" and my husband ignored me (rightfully so) and opted to pull off a few miles down the road, at a scenic lookout-- much safer. When I was a teary and freaking, he was totally perplexed....the "Stop!" came because I looked up and realized seven years before, I'd been on the side of the road at that very spot taking silly photos with girlfriends on a road trip to no where and everywhere. It's funny, because the photos I did take that day were much better suited to the memories we were making at that moment:) ....and ps-- the shots you did get sunday are lovely!

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