Saturday, July 25, 2009

fail / succeed



L - Nikon / T -Nikon

The last 30 min. before leaving the grounds of Shaker Village we discovered what we had been looking for all along – a wonderful field of wildflowers within easy reach and out of the view of others. The family had all left us but we were determined to try for it in the few minutes we had left – we would catch up later. I quickly searched for some sticks, while T changed into her dress – hoping no one would walk up on us – and then there was a dress malfunction. Not as you might imagine. The dress she had wanted transformed into a short bubble dress had been quickly modified with elastic before we left on vacation and as she was putting it on the hem I had created came undone, leaving her hem hanging all lopsided. No matter, that part was hidden in the wildflowers, but the stick "antlers" did not look as we had envisioned so I only snapped a handfull of images and then we left, frustrated that we had not found this location earlier on in the trip. As we drove down the road, trying to catch up with the others, we were upset that we had not done this and had not done that. So many ideas. oh well... another failed attempt but there is always another chance. / These are T's photo, but my words because she is not here and I want to post tonight.
The reunion was extended by an evening with my immediate family (my younger brother; my older brother, his wife and their twins; plus my mom and dad) staying at my cousins river house. T was more than ready to come home but some of us wanted to stay over so she made the best of it. She got excited when we went down to the river and saw a very rustic little cabin – perfect opportunity for another photoshoot attempt. SO she searched for the woods and found a perfect branch that created a full set of "antlers", she had my niece change into her little white dress and my dad had some medical tape that served to attach the antlers to her tiny back. And they went to work. She kept giggling, saying, " this is funny. i'm a deer. " She was such a good sport and I think she had fun with it. T took so many photos that we had to run to the nearest Walmart (15 miles away) to get another memory card. By now the time was running short, the light fading away and we had to stop. Some photos were good, some not so great, but the memories... fantastic. I'd call it a success. But once again as we drove home we thought of so many missed opportunities in that location. Well, it's my cousin's river home, so there are chances to try again right?

8 comments:

Jewels said...

This sounded like a fantastic photo adventure with another cute little girl in on it! Fun times, fun memories.

Char said...

oh dear me! :) (I had to say it)

sounds like fun

tara said...

i just love the idea of your blog... this seems like such a perfect way to keep connected with your growing girl. I'm a brand new photographer, and your photos are inspirational. I don't know how i missed your comments to my blog, but thanks for visiting! I'm sure to visit yours often!

Claire said...

L and T, I have missed you both!

These adventures always leave wanting just that bit more time isn't it?

These photos are beautiful!

beth said...

so often the same things happens to me, too....

I see something and think SHOOT...where was that when I had the camera AND the client !

I have another shoot this weekend in a new town and I'm already nervous thinking about finding the spots I need....

BUT...that field of wildflowers you found....fabulous !

elk said...

how did I miss this creative group...i really have enjoyed the girl shots, I missed you two a lot!
does T start make soon?

Relyn said...

I love these antler shots. I need to try this with Sloane.

Puna said...

Great thinking! And you got beautiful shots!

footnote

The photos on the left are taken by me, Leslye, the mother. The photos on the right are taken by my daughter, Taylor – unless otherwise noted. Comments are always welcome. thanks
If you care to visit, I, Leslye, have another blog - AutumnSun where I ramble around different paths and pleasures of my own.