I got a new camera this week. Nothing was wrong with my previous camera (other than the fact that we are not entirely certain where it is. Our suspicions tell us it resides somewhere in Europe although it's anyone's guess at this point. Needless to say, it didn't quite make it all the way to Africa with Jake a few months ago).
But that's old news (and a rather good exercise in the "they-are-just-things" game). The new news is that I have a new camera which is exactly the same as the old. But if it's possible, I love it even more.
One of Jake and Lily's favorite things is to play outside together, so last night, I sat on the porch and broke the new camera in.
I cannot get enough of these curls.
Or that face for that matter.
And then there was this one.
It's something I know I'm guilty of (flashback to Lily's first birthday) and also something I've been working to balance.
I think what I love most about the pictures I captured last night though is that it wasn't really my moment in the first place. It was Jake and Lily's, and I got to sit on the porch and soak it all in from behind the lens. To capture it for them.
They're something, those two.
Maybe the balance comes from realizing which memories are mine to preserve. Or maybe it's just putting the camera down from time to time (within eye-sight and away from potential thieves, preferably) and submerging myself in the moment. The slide show is far greater in my mind than anything I could begin to capture on camera anyway.
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So much good here! Love it all. =)
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