spirit of the north

IMG_9225.jpg1 23 45 69IMG_9305 copy 117 12Last week, my mother and took a day trip to visit my great aunt. She lives in a beautiful little place that is known as ‘The Spirit of the North.’ The difference between the topography of our two cities is incredible. We live in such a flat and barren part of the province while my aunt lives amongst hills, water, and trees. My mum drove so that day so I was able to photograph the trip. She kept telling me what to shoot in order to show my readers that there is more to this province than solely farmland.

On the way back I let my mum take over the camera. I was curious to see what she viewed as worthy photography subjects. Although her photos were all blurry and crooked, the entire trip was a great reminder that I do need to stop playing it safe and shoot subject matter that I may not always find that interesting or think will not turn out to be aesthetically pleasing. Because once those photos are uploaded and edited on my computer, it may be an entirely different story. It may actually turn out to be really beautiful material which, in turn, only reinforces the idea that one cannot be selective behind a lens. I think that we need these challenges to step outside of our comfort zone in order to continue to grow as bloggers and photographers.

Strike that, the best part of the trip was being able to visit with family and eat some really amazing Ukrainian food. Learning the lesson to be more adventurous with photography from my very opinionated but very truthful mother was just an added bonus.

<3

Emory

here comes the sun

IMG_1.jpg IMG_2.jpgIMG_3.jpg IMG_4.jpgIMG_5.jpg IMG_6.jpgIMG_7.jpg IMG_8.jpgIMG_9.jpg IMG_10.jpgEvery morning, Truman and I take a long walk down to and around the river that runs through our city. We are lucky enough to only live a couple of blocks away. While the paved path can become quite congested with people and animals, the dirt path that runs between its paved counterpart and the river itself is always empty. I let Truman off his leash, and together we explore it freely. On this particular day, our walk to the river was extremely overcast. Then, about half way through, the sun came out and rose over the horizon. It was magical. 

Our river walks are a ritual that have gotten increasingly longer with each passing day. Spring has officially sprung in Saskatchewan, and we are loving it.

Have a great weekend, friends.

Emory

(The above photos were taken with an iPhone 5C)
  • Welcome, friends! My name is Emory. I am a wife and mother to three (two on earth and one in heaven). This is our life on the Canadian prairies.
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