Showing posts with label Sweet Southern Belle Photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sweet Southern Belle Photography. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
{this moment}
{this moment} -A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember. If you're inspired to do this yourself, comment with your link below! 
Thursday, June 16, 2011
If only it could speak...
...what marvelous tales it might tell.
The Past: I can see him so clearly.... the Appalachian culture hasn't changed much in the years. I can see this interprising young man, building himself a castle in the valley. His name is forgotten, but I can see him - see him choosing the piece of land by the county road, building himself a house, digging a well, building his barn with his own hands, pegging it together, then trying the newer and popular invention, the nail. And he is gone, but he has left a legacy.
fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffeeeeeeffffff .haymow.

The Present: The county road is rutted and forgotten - the forest has almost taken back it's own. The house is gone, the wild roses grow where the fields once were. Nothing is left but the barn. And haunting memories, that I will never know, but that I can feel.
fffffffffffffffffffffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeffff .grey skies and empty rafters.
:snaps back to the present: Forgive my rambling. There's something wonderful about the forgotten barn that is below our ridge, in the valley. And I cannot bear for it to be forgotten and left to the grapevines and birds. So, the other day, I took the camera, and shot a few shots. I really wish I was a better photographer. It's worthy of a better photographer then I.
ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffeeeeeeef.beams and rafters.
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.details.

ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffeeeefffffff.in one frame.
Tis all for today. Thank you for putting up with my [not-so-amazing] shots, and somewhat ridiculous rambles. ;) It just seemed right, for these early summer days.
The Past: I can see him so clearly.... the Appalachian culture hasn't changed much in the years. I can see this interprising young man, building himself a castle in the valley. His name is forgotten, but I can see him - see him choosing the piece of land by the county road, building himself a house, digging a well, building his barn with his own hands, pegging it together, then trying the newer and popular invention, the nail. And he is gone, but he has left a legacy.
fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffeeeeeeffffff .haymow.
The Present: The county road is rutted and forgotten - the forest has almost taken back it's own. The house is gone, the wild roses grow where the fields once were. Nothing is left but the barn. And haunting memories, that I will never know, but that I can feel.
fffffffffffffffffffffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeffff .grey skies and empty rafters.
ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffeeeeeeef.beams and rafters.
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.details.
ffffffffffffff
ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffeeeefffffff.in one frame.
Tis all for today. Thank you for putting up with my [not-so-amazing] shots, and somewhat ridiculous rambles. ;) It just seemed right, for these early summer days. May your day be blessed! Kate~*
[P.S. Remember the :right now: post, from Monday? Would that be a good 'regular feature'? What do you think?}
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
the girl behind the blog...
ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff{self-portrait}

Hm... I think I need to re-write my 'about me' - what do you think? It's rather ridiculously out-dated. Yes?
Hm... I think I need to re-write my 'about me' - what do you think? It's rather ridiculously out-dated. Yes?
Friday, May 27, 2011
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