In the early 2000’s, I had the opportunity to spend some time on the campus of Notre Dame because a training program specific to my profession was being held there for a week each summer. While there, I fell in love with the campus, which I found to be particularly tranquil and friendly. There are many impressive landmarks at Notre Dame – including the basilica, golden dome, and of course the stadium – but my favorite turned out to be the grotto. It was nice to spend a few peaceful afternoons sitting on one of the benches nearby, relaxing in the quiet, with shade trees overhead and countless candles burning in front of me. Occasionally, someone would come along to enter the grotto and light a candle, or kneel at the outer rail to pray.
This past weekend I got to return to the campus – after a more than ten-year absence – for the Notre Dame – Navy game. I was excited to be back and see it all again (and to see it all with my husband, who had not been there before), but the pieces really all fell into place when I descended the stairs outside the basilica and was back at the grotto, which looked just as I remembered. I lit my candle and placed it in the bottom row, while another visitor stood nearby in silence over his lit candle. I backed up with the intention of just getting a photo of my candle, but got this instead and I’m glad, because I think it says more about the quiet, meditative peace that surrounds the grotto than any words I could ever come up with.
I now live near a new body of water, one that is big enough to park a few of these babies. This size of the photo doesn’t really do it justice, but you can view a bigger one in all its glory here.
It’s been over 18 months since I last posted a photo here, and it’s high time that I rectify that. Since my last post in February of 2014(!), a lot of wonderful things have happened that brought big changes to my life (new husband, new home, new town and new life path), and I put the camera away for a while. It recently occurred to me that there is no better time than now to get my Nikon D90 back out and see if I still know how to use it.
My mom gave me this old Ricohflex camera and I’ve been wanting to take a picture of it for a while, so today I gave it a shot. I discovered that I’m definitely a little rusty after all this time, but I’m ready to get back to learning how to make the camera do what I want it to do – and I’ll share my ongoing photographic exploits and experiments here.
Perfect for this snow day. Noro Kureyon wins again!
ETA on the next chapter, the next wonderful plot twist in this already extraordinary year.
Yes, yes – a thousand times yes.
We just got about a foot of snow and it is going to be -15 to -20 this evening. It is, therefore, rainbow hot chocolate time.
As I continue to be all lazy and mopey I’ve been doing very little with the camera. I did, however, recently hear about OKDOTHIS, an app that promises endless photo ideas. Since the end of my beloved Daily Shoot, I’ve been looking for something like this. So, I kissed $1.99 goodbye and jumped in. The photo above was in response to an OKDOTHIS prompt about capturing history. These are old trolley tokens from my area.
Yeah, the picture isn’t totally focused and yeah, it was taken with a phone, but I got a camera out and took a picture, so I’m calling this a success.
I don’t always go to the barn…but when I do, I prefer to take eight thousand pictures of my kid on a horse.
This is one of the tallest buildings in the town where I live. This time of year, it really stands out against the colorful sky at dusk. I’ve been trying to get better at getting decent pictures in low light situations.
I told my daughter that if one of these color race events came to town, we’d take part. Today, that happened. I have so much dyed cornstarch up my nose it’s not even funny.