Sweet, Sweet, Time Away

As you know, Ellen has been traveling the world this summer. I on the other hand have been at home…missing out…because I never finished school. Granted, not finishing school does not negate your ability to travel the world. But when finishing is a goal of yours and you are 28 without a degree, you do what you have to do. I had to finish chemistry. I am proud to say that I am a degree holder (kind of: I have my Associates of Arts now). Next up is figuring out how to get my bachelors degree as well as what area of study to receive such a degree.  {Just a little encouragement to the world: I am 28 and going to school. You are never too old to go back. I had quite a cross section of students of “age-maturity.” But, and this is a big but-elephant butt big but, finish on schedule. It’s much easier to finish when you are still a youngster with no family or real responsibilities. And since I have started back 22hr of classes and all A’s. 18 if those hours all at once while running a business and tending to my family. You can do it!}

So what’s my point? Ellen returned from her latest trip to Costa Rica, I was finished with school for the summer, and we headed out on a much needed sweet little retreat: Kerville, Texas. Our Aunt Lanie and Uncle Bruce live in a beautiful home out in the hill-country. It is like a little retreat lodge. You cannot help but relax while there. And then there is the awesomeness that is Aunt Lanie and Uncle Bruce. We have so much fun with those two. We end every night in various highly competitive card games.

I don’t even know where to start to share our little vacation with you. I guess Ill start with dinner. Every night at dinner we would sit after the meal for an hour or so and just enjoy conversation: sharing stories. It was so pleasant, but the best thing was the back-drop. The sun would set like a brilliant coin dropping into a bubble gum machine beyond the hills of Kerrville, and our gumball was the sweet savor of God’s beautiful creation. (I know as a photographer you would expect me to have a photo of this, but we were on vacation. The camera stayed packed most of the days. We were there to relax.) Then there was the wildlife. Without the noise pollution of the city, you could hear the chorus of every tiny insect as if it were a personal concert. Then there was the amusing banter and buzzing of the humming birds. First of all, I have never seen so many in my life at one time. There were maybe 15 of them buzzing around yelling at each other in the ancient vernacular of humming-bird. It was like 3 Stooges, slap-stick comedy with these little buggers. There were three humming bird feeders, each with 10 feeding spots. Yet, there was not room for sharing with these selfish little birdies. So as one would go to feed, another would chase it off with what would have to be a train of swear words so fast you wouldn’t be able to make out a word. As that little fight broke out 4 or 5 would swoop in for a drink and then quickly back to the tree for safety. Then another would come in for a drink: repeat. I mean this went on literally all day long. Aunt Lanie said it would be funny to video the whole process and dub “their words” over the video–I concur. (I did get a few shots of the humming birds.)

My favorite part of the trip had to be our venture out to Love Creek Orchard to pick some apples. Ellen and I are health nuts and are always looking for the local-in-season produce to buy. How much more local-in-season do you get than visiting an orchard to pick your own apples. They were Gala apples. And they are delicious. Maybe even a little more delicious because they are genuinely the “fruit of our labor.” Well, without further ado, I will leave you with the few images we did capture on our little mini vacation. (Our sweet, sweet time away.)

The apple orchard.Our apple-picking instructor.Uncle Bruce going for the big guys.A bushel and a peck and a hug around the neck.Toms apple picking.Our trip home from the orchard.A view from Houdini the Magic Dog’s house.Another view from Houdini the Magic Dog’s house.

Humming birds are very difficult to photograph…they don’t really stop to pose.

3 comments

Krista - July 24, 2010 - 1:32 pm

All things exquisite! I want to buy some of the hummingbird prints.

Melba - August 9, 2010 - 1:32 am

This is your “Country Cousin” (ask Lynette). I think the two of you of you do the most perfect, no, excellent work, I’ve ever seen. Trainin or no training, there must be a love and a God given talent for what you two are doing. Keep up the great work. You are going to go far with it. LOL ~ Melba Jean

Laura Shook - August 11, 2010 - 5:28 pm

These are all wonderful, as usual, but I love the hummingbird photos!! They make me happy!

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