Dread! Dragging feet. Dread!
Women's Conference. I take turns kicking myself and dragging my feet. I finally arrive, looking very cute, 30 minutes late. They had attempted to squash "all" the women from the stake into the chapel. No seats! With something almost like relief I pile onto the sofa in the foyer. So glad I thought to bring my journal I immediately start scribbling out my frustration.
Its one of those "Bloom where you're planted" cheesynesses. (wow new word) I think I have a hard time with that sort of thing because I don't feel like I've ever been "planted" (nor do I want to) that I've been tumbling around my whole life with no roots. Ok I'm really done talking about that. The point is I spent the entire 2 hour conference in the hallway writing in my journal.
When I got sick of writing I took my stack of 24 business cards and set them against my photographs on the crowded tables. I debated long and hard about doing that. I wasn't sure that this was a buisiness card type of event. When they started filing out of the chapel I saw Tyna and snagged a seat next to her in the gym/cultural hall/luncheon. Several people came up to me and said (in a surprised tone) that my photographs were beautiful. After some awkward social interaction (on my part) I gathered up my photographs and business cards and only allowed myself to count them once I was in the car. Out of the 24 I had 19 left. W00t! I know Tyna took one so 4 whole cards went to random people. I'm so glad I decided to put them out there.
Later that afternoon Aaron told me to get some shoes on because we were going out for a drive and a surprise. The surprise was for me. We'd seen this bridge driving around another time but it was dark or we weren't able to stop so I could shoot it. How sweet is he? I love this shot because it goes from forest to the city with the bridge in between. Of course the bridge frames the city nicely. This is the Vista Avenue Bridge. I don't know if it actually has a name but thats the name of the street.
Probably the same driving around trip we were stopped at this light and we see this guy ride his bike straight kitty-corner through this intersection. Aaron got all vocal about reckless bike riders until he noticed that there is actually a bike lane painted kitty-corner on this intersection.
(I had to jump out of the car to get these.) Not only painted lines but....
an actual bike signal in little different colored bikes. This isn't news to people who live here but Portand is an extremely bike-friendly city. I've never seen so many bike lanes! It makes me want to run out and get my bike fixed or get a new one. I really needed that drive.
Its one of those "Bloom where you're planted" cheesynesses. (wow new word) I think I have a hard time with that sort of thing because I don't feel like I've ever been "planted" (nor do I want to) that I've been tumbling around my whole life with no roots. Ok I'm really done talking about that. The point is I spent the entire 2 hour conference in the hallway writing in my journal.
When I got sick of writing I took my stack of 24 business cards and set them against my photographs on the crowded tables. I debated long and hard about doing that. I wasn't sure that this was a buisiness card type of event. When they started filing out of the chapel I saw Tyna and snagged a seat next to her in the gym/cultural hall/luncheon. Several people came up to me and said (in a surprised tone) that my photographs were beautiful. After some awkward social interaction (on my part) I gathered up my photographs and business cards and only allowed myself to count them once I was in the car. Out of the 24 I had 19 left. W00t! I know Tyna took one so 4 whole cards went to random people. I'm so glad I decided to put them out there.
Later that afternoon Aaron told me to get some shoes on because we were going out for a drive and a surprise. The surprise was for me. We'd seen this bridge driving around another time but it was dark or we weren't able to stop so I could shoot it. How sweet is he? I love this shot because it goes from forest to the city with the bridge in between. Of course the bridge frames the city nicely. This is the Vista Avenue Bridge. I don't know if it actually has a name but thats the name of the street.
Probably the same driving around trip we were stopped at this light and we see this guy ride his bike straight kitty-corner through this intersection. Aaron got all vocal about reckless bike riders until he noticed that there is actually a bike lane painted kitty-corner on this intersection.
(I had to jump out of the car to get these.) Not only painted lines but....
an actual bike signal in little different colored bikes. This isn't news to people who live here but Portand is an extremely bike-friendly city. I've never seen so many bike lanes! It makes me want to run out and get my bike fixed or get a new one. I really needed that drive.