Today’s e-mail kept me close to home! My inspirational e-mail “Sometimes the less we plan or try to get a great image, the easier it can come. Today, grab your camera and from where you’re at take 30 steps (stay inside, go outside, go upstairs, whatever) and take a picture of what you find there. Discoveries stumbled upon by happenstance can often be little gifts from the universe.” I really wondered how far 30 steps was and from where my camera was I learned that I could only go in one direction and make 30 steps. Out the front door I went…30 steps led me to a small clump of Heuchera also known as Coral Bells. Coral Bells adorned my maternal grandmother’s front steps and every house I’ve lived in I’ve made a point to plant some, but I was tired of taking pictures of my garden so I stepped off 10 steps in the opposite direction and ran smack dab into my husband as he was repairing a GFI outlet.
Rarely (I think I can count on one hand) have I seen my husband in anything other than Wranglers. He wore them to our wedding and his sister exclaimed “you’re the only groom I know that can accessorize with a Leatherman’s and a cell phone hanging from his belt”.
He admitted that modeling was a pretty tough job, so I left him to finish his electrical work and decided I’d had enough photography for the day…I think I’ll bake some cookies!
Blessings,
Tracey
I love it! My brother got married in denim. So it’s not just your husband! My brother swore he would never wear a suit. I wanted him to walk me down the aisle when I got married, but was afraid he’d insist on wearing jeans. I felt it was a testament to his sibling love that he wore a suit for me!
When we went on our cruise he wore a tux and holy moses, be still my heart, the man cleans up good 🙂
If there isn’t a photo it never happened…. photo please!