I have my camera with me, everywhere I go. Usually.
The other morning, we were getting ready to load up in the car for school. Kristin said, “Mommy, you forgot your camera bag.” Apparently, I’m not the only one who notices that I bring it everywhere.
Truth be told, I miss it when I don’t have it with me. I love stopping on the side of the road to catch some wildflowers or some light, or a fence. And, if I’m being really honest, I love going places where I know that there will be amazing shots. (so, on Monday? I loaded up the girls and drove up to Santa Fe because I knew the leaves would be changing. Did I think it would make for an amazing day with my children, hiking through the aspen, making memories and having fun? Absolutely! Did I also think it was a fantastic photo op? Of course!)
I am so lucky to live in Albuquerque, where every year, for 9 days straight, they launch hot air balloons into the air so that I can bring my family to watch, and I can shoot the whole thing (yes, all for me… =]). Every year, I drag my family out of bed in the dark (and friends too, if they happen to be willing/in town), so that I can watch the beauty, and watch the awe in their faces. And more than once (this year, 4 times). (the breakfast burritos are really good, too.)
A friend asked me the other day, don’t I get bored? Every year, same thing, same traffic, same crowds? But I don’t. Honestly, I don’t. It’s new every year, the light, the crowds, the colors, the back story. I love watching the world through my lenses, and finding new ways to see what I thought I had seen before. And it’s gorgeously breathtakingly awesome. I guarantee, I will be back next year. Because I really do love taking pictures.