Yesterday afternoon, Mom, Emily, and I packed up everything we needed to survive in our aunt and uncle's lake house for a little less than 24 hours (mostly just a lot of food and a change of clothes), and headed down to Lake Claiborne in Claiborne County. Not only was I excited to play around with my camera, but this morning was the women's retreat for the lovely ladies of my church. First church event of the summer!
My Uncle Neill took Emily and me out on his fishing boat Friday afternoon. As you see below, he caught a little fish (and threw him back), but he claims he could have nabbed a bigger one if I hadn't had my camera out... oops! But hey, it's better than I could have done I'm sure.
My dad loves taking pictures of dead trees. It's kind of a running joke in our family, but I must say, he's taken shots of some pretty impressive silhouettes. This is a tribute to his influence.
The picture below was taken from my Aunt Nancy and Uncle Paul's lake house after the crazy storm last night (which I most definitely slept through). The sky is still a little ominous, but it cleared up into a beautiful, cool summery day.
Tomorrow is Sunday!
Doesn't Ansel Adams do dead trees?
ReplyDeleteDad says that you're right. Maybe Ansel Adams was his inspiration way back when?
ReplyDeleteI think that we've hit upon it. Sort of like how sometimes you'll be singing a tune and think that you've made it up, but really you'd heard it before and it just bubbled up out of your subconscious.
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