Archive | December 2015

Morning Light

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There she stood upon her 39th birthday
Staring at the ocean before her
So many things that led her to this point
She knew not the decision she would make

The wind was crisp against her skin
Waves cold against her feet
Sun warm against her face
Sensations as broad as the emotions she held

So much anger
So much pain
Tears upon tears
Defeat long taking over

She closed her eyes
She took a breath
The moment was upon her
She took a step

Not sure of the time that had passed
When she opened her eyes
Years had gone by
Little fingers played with hers

She looked down and smiled
Then over at the eyes that smiled back
That day never left her mind
It kept her moving forward

Had it gone the other way
Would have been the weakest choice
What she chose
Made her stronger for the moment

She looked upon the ocean
Smiled  with contentment
Life is what she had chosen
Life is what she got

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Star Wars Kind of Day

DSC_0433I obviously do not have  a picture of Star Wars, but that is what I did this morning.  Yes, I am a Star Wars junkie (for the most part).  I didn’t do that whole Phantom Menace debacle that took place in-between. I tried, but just couldn’t get into it.  Maybe some day I will try again.

Anyway, it was well worth the $4.50 matinee and the fourth row seating.  The theater wasn’t really that crowded, but I’m a little obsessive compulsive about where I sit in a movie theater and I have to be able to sit in somewhere that allows me to basically be in the middle of the screen.  I know..weird.

I’m sure that the movie is worth more than that, but I’m cheap so…there’s that.  I recommend, though. Especially, if you grew up on the original Star Wars trilogy. Or even the prequel trilogy.  That is my simple review for this Sunday.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Sham It Again

DSC_0190 (2)The Sham.  Such a beautiful boy and he was a rock star model on this trip.  He was also a different boy.

Maybe it is because I have never stayed on the beach side before. Maybe he really was a different boy.  Whatever it may be, the Sham apparently has a rebellious side.

He and his two girls were ransacking campsites that weekend stay, including mine.  Kind of. I managed to grab my chips and the zone before Sham’s main girl got to the picnic table.  The zone was not impressed.   I was. They had no shame.

I wonder about Sham.  Not his health, but the first time I met him…he was with two completely different girls.  Ninka and Sierra.  Then this past May they had gained two more.  My November trip, it was just Sham and the two new girls.

Sierra and Ninka were nowhere to be found. I mean, nowhere.  Didn’t see them once.  Provided…there were places I could not go.  Still, they were not in their typical hiding places.  I just can’t help but wonder what happened to them.  I am hopeful they are fine and roaming the island elsewhere, but I digress.

As for Sham.  When it was he, Ninka, and Sierra…well, they tried to avoid people.  For the most part it seemed.  Now, Sham no longer seemed to really care.   I mean, whether or not there were people around.  At one point, he shoved his way through myself and a couple I was talking with.  We were apparently in his way.  I mean, the rest of the road…those extra steps to go around. He is the king, I’m just sayin’.

It might not be fair to blame the girls.  They apparently are younger girls.  Younger and more rebellious.  Plus, the island has become overrun with tourist compared to what it once was.  At least from when I first discovered it.

Even over a holiday weekend,  the campers there….ample amounts.  Not just hunters. I expected hunters.  These were families.  Families there to see the horses. I get it, I do.  That was why I was there. Still…I don’t really know how to explain it.  The island just felt different.  It had changed.

Sham, maybe he really has changed too.  Maybe he had to.  People everywhere…can’t beat them, join them?  Maybe?  It could really be anything. I shouldn’t try to speculate.

I have since lost my train of thought.  Amazing how that sometimes happens.  Anyway, I guess that I will spare you anymore of my rambling.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Components

DSC_0102I have been thinking a lot about components.  How one component will drastically change everything in some situations.  How the many components work together. How they affect everything about whatever it is they are a part of. Like component s of a picture.  Just components.

That, however, is a deep and meaningful conversation for another day.  I will spare you all of that.

This is the Naturalistic Shack of Ferry Landing on Assateague.  I don’t think it is a functional building as much as it is just a historical site now.  The name kind of makes it sound like it is one of those places that sells nothing but all natural products.  Or like it is the kind place where you really need to have a medical card.  I’ll let you decide.

I do have a thing for old buildings, but this one doesn’t really do much for me.  I do like the scenery that it often creates.  Say late afternoon when the sun is getting ready to set for the evening.  I mean, I’m just spit-balling ideas.

Anyway, this is one of two of my favorite shots from this shoot.  You will just have to wait for the other.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Change

DSC_0738As the sun began to set, I sat in silence listening to the waves.  It was my last night on the island and I knew it would be my last time for quite a while.  Words I’ve said before, but words with a different meaning this time.

The girl I was when I discovered this island was no longer the girl that would be leaving the next morning.  Even the island, itself, has become a different place.

So much has changed over this last year.  I’ve changed.  Next year there are even more changes in store.  Changes that will affect my blog, my photography, and my future.  What these exact changes will be, I do not yet know.

Monday I start one of two interviews for a new job.  It is what I went to school for and I must continue to pay the bills.  If the changes sway in this direction, photography will go back to being…well, pretty much what it is now.  I do not know if I will continue to try and make a business out of it.  The blog…well, its fate is still undecided and will depend on the outcome of the rest of the year.

If these interviews are unsuccessful…well, one thought at the time. Either way, there are new adventures on the horizon and they don’t really contain too many of the old.

I have a tote full of old writings.  A fairly sizable tote. I stopped doing that long ago.  I miss doing that.  Writing the blog…well, it hasn’t been what I initially planned.

My travels may be limited, I am not sure.  I do ever so loving traveling, so it will continue to make its way into my life.

I do not really know what 2016 has in store for me. I know what I would like to see happen, but life often has its own plans.  We shall see.  What I know for sure is there is a different girl than the one that was leaving that beach and truth be told…I really am okay with that.

I appreciate all of my followers and as soon as I have some final decisions or further knowledge, you will know as well.  For now, the blog is not going anywhere, but things will change in 2016.  I’m just not sure in what direction, but that is for another day.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Me and Bigger Me Outing

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The last of the deer I encountered before heading home.  Two different beans on a trail hiding from most to see.  I didn’t actually realize they were two separate deer at first.  The bigger one had moved to more hidden ground as I rounded the corner, but there this one was just staring at me.

The deer found me fascinating this trip around.  Probably to make sure that I did not tread any closer to them than what I was.  I’m surprised they did not scurry off right away.  I guess there is a difference between a girl with a camera and a hunter with a rifle.

Whatever there reason for not running away, I am grateful. It was a moment that I needed.  For whatever reason.  I’m guessing anyway or I just caught them in a good mood.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.
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Montana Rose Photography

Eye Contact

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Over there where you stand
I’ll let you have this moment
But if you move
I will too
and I guarantee you this
I’ll move faster than you

The deer were out in full force.  I love deer.  Well, okay, so I love all animals.  Deer, though.  I see them the most.

One time in Indiana I was walking this trail.   I was minding my own when I spotted a deer. Long after he had spotted me.  I quickly realized that I should not move.  He was not alone.  I’d like to say there were a few, but that would be far from the truth.

I don’t remember if I stepped on something or if the noise came from a distance, but the next thing I knew there were deer running amok. At least a dozen and that is not an exaggeration. I apparently had walked smack dab in the middle of their grazing.  Totally worth it.

Another time, just a few years back, I was walking the trail of my favorite park. There is this little off the beaten path that goes to this little “pond area.”  I call it this, because when it rains, or the snow melts, ,it floods every time.  Anyway, someone built a little log bridge out there (not long enough to fight the pond. I think they were just bored, but I digress).  I walked out on it and felt eyes on me.

I hadn’t seen them as I walked up, but there was half a dozen deer of all sizes staring at me.  The leader in my line.  I just smiled and stood still. Eventually, they just hopped away.

It says deer symbolize a lot of things.  I will spare you the details.  I don’t know what deer mean to you. They may mean nothing, but to me…there’s something to be said when they just sit there and lock eyes with you.

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

Wee Little Bitty

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Hiding in the grass
Only because I moved can you see me
This grass towers my head, you see
It is as perfect for hiding as can be
I see you there
Looking back at me
I let you look, but ask this
Please do not bother wee little bitty me

Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography

I see you….

But you can’t see me.  I’m hiding.

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Keeping it short today.  Have a beautiful day and tomorrow.

Montana Rose Photography