Photo info: Canon 5d Mark 2 / 70-200 lens / aperture 5.6 / shutter 1/200 / Time of day – 11 a.m.
Blended with cloud images and snow added from Albums DS art
Another phase of my life goes by… taking a career break from traditional portraiture.
This has been in the planning stages for the past 4 months and I was going to wait until mid October to announce my future plans, but I guess now is as good a time as any.
It’s been 16 years of growth and transformation, starting with 35mm and medium format film, darkroom processing and now the digital age with Lightroom and Photoshop. It is time to move on, so I will be closing the traditional portrait studio as of October 15, 2013. All sessions scheduled up to that point will go on as planned and the current website will be up until May 1, 2014 to facilitate senior orders. After that, I’ll start working on a new website reflecting the art of both Randy and myself. The studio will then be transformed into Randy’s painting studio and workshop. It’s his turn now.
I still love photography and hope to continue learning and exploring new, unusual techniques and push for a more and more creative style. Maybe even try an impressionistic painting style of photography. I also plan to continue showing art work in galleries, promote the arts, and hope to find time to put together other products using images. (Greeting card line?) I may ask to borrow some of your kids if I get an idea for some prairie photography because, after all, southwest Minnesota/Eastern South Dakota is a great place to raise children and that is a theme near and dear to my heart.
I will not be twiddling my thumbs and eating bonbons by the truck load, as I move into this phase of my life. I’ll need to complete this year’s photo orders, try to be Randy’s farm hand/gopher, occasionally Granny Nanny (Grandkid #2 is expected in March 2014), clean/organize/paint inside the house and sheds (long overdue), continue involvement with community and art organizations, garden and go back to the classroom environment as a substitute teacher – look out, G-D!
Then, in my spare time, I’ll learn Spanish, how to knit/crochet, bike/hike or maybe even jog, work on songs with Randy (maybe my sister will dust off her accordion and we can hit the nursing home circuit!), read the books I haven’t had time to read and travel / hike anywhere I can, as well as visit friends and relatives. Yep, lots to do.
Don’t worry, I’ll still blog about whatever trail I’m on or something that wanders through my mind and conjure up some “thought for the day” to amuse myself and the world from time to time. Hey, I may even bring back “Photo Friday” with educational topics.
Thank you to all who have been on this journey with me… It’s been a good ride.
One day at a time…Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering. ~Unknown We are now out of the town of Arco do Pino as tall, weathered trees line our path through the Spanish forest. The moss and vines give the woods an eerie appearance. We find the orthopedic surgeon and fiancé along our way and discuss history. He could be the next Rick Steves type tour guide. The path seems to be cut down into the ground with a wall of rock alongside us. A gentle haze settles in the bottoms. The path lends itself to variety today as we hike though thick woods, open valleys with gentle slopes, easing our way toward the end. I could speculate that the red, white and blue circle on the photo is an orb of some paranormal being, but I know it’s only lens flare from the sun trying to pierce through the clouds. Quiet walking today as we culminate our journey with reflective thoughts. I really should start raising my own chickens, but I’m not crazy about the butchering part of the process. Functional or decorative? Here come the Spanish girls! We take one of their “last day” group photos for them and we all go on our merry way. Camino on a bike? Nope, not for me. Getting closer…anticipation. Slow down! I don’t want this day to end, quite yet!
The 2-way radio comes alive:
BLIP…Hurry up and get here. We are having SO much fun!! Ireland is here, the Dr. and his fiance are here, Switzerland is here, Spain is here, drummers are here… (Apparently, everyone but us are there)
We hear the clicks of our walking sticks pick up the pace as we try and catch up to the fun.
We arrived too late for the fun, but did catch some drumming on video. We see evidence on the bar from the previous crowd:
Ireland and Switzerland are still lingering on the steps of the bar enjoying the first consistent rays of sunshine that we have seen in days. Oh, well. Guess Randy and I aren’t having the MOST fun on the trail today. We missed most of the festivities at the bar, including unique stamping techniques, but it is still a wonderful day to be alive! Can’t complain.
Back on the road again.
Some lucky critters will get a treat today!
Yep, tail’s still there.
What does this say?
Although everyone, Nolle-guamos (tall branching leaves of trees used to shade coffee plants), bodies in souls become oars all.
Is it something to do with the fluid movements of our walking sticks as we flow down the Camino path of life?
May need to phone a friend and use a lifeline on this one.
Clothesline in the old lean-to. Why not?
This garden is way ahead of mine.
Tall, tall trees remind me of what I envision of the California Redwoods. I’m guessing these trees would appear dwarfed next to the Redwoods.
It helps to look at things from a different angle, from time to time.
E.T., phone home? Not sure what this is, but it may have something to do with the tub at the bottom.
This pilgrim from Chicago has decorated his backpack with the traditional shell, practical umbrella and the common yellow flowers we see along
We find a nice albergue in Arco do Pino. Large room full of bunk beds, nice hot showers and food/bar across the street.
A-h-h-h-h… a little bit of heaven here on earth.
Only one more day of walking… after laundry and sleep.
It’s the afternoon of Camino day eight and we continue down the path.
Our new friends this afternoon are from South Korea. (From now on referred to as Korea) One is a software engineer for Samsung (My tablet is a Samsung) and the other works at the Seoul airport. They requested a photo with us so we reciprocated. They started the Camino at the border of France and have been walking for 37 days. I don’t know how they did the Pyrenees during the winter let alone O Cebreiro. Tough cookies!
I’m surprised to find so many trees and flowers blooming this early in the spring.
My grandma would say that the Bontons live here. Must be an affluent resident to have a palm tree growing in the yard, landscaping, security fencing and a nicer house than the neighbors.
Randy and I are lagging behind the rest of the group, as usual. Randy checks in with the 2-way radio.
Randy to Hot Cross Buns… bleep! Nothing
Again he tries to make contact:
Randy to Hot Cross Buns…bleep!
Contact is made: Garble, mumble, rumble, waa-waa-waa…boom,boom-boom, boom… RANDY!!!!
Randy looks at me with a puzzled look, It sounds like a bar…
Day eight…. really? We’ve been walking THAT long!
The old kilometers marker contrasts the modern setting.
Meet our new friends from Germany. A mother, father, and two children in their late teens spend their holidays on hikes throughout Europe and the UK. Favorite hiking destination? Ireland. That may be worth checking out!
Finally out of town and enjoy the company of a few pilgrims this morning.
Lugar means place, and Pregontono, I believe, is the street name spelled slightly differently from the other house. Albergue in the busy season?
Looks like they didn’t use all of their chopped wood this winter. Grapevine is ready to do its thing.
Maybe too pleasant…
The swollen river rushes by as I look below from the medieval bridge.
We hike through 4 to 5 inches of mud, manure and water, up and down steep hills, all the while enjoying the countryside, small villages and hamlets. (At least, I am enjoying it) The day is getting longer and fewer photos are captured since I need to make some time and get to our destination.
We arrive in Ribadiso only to find that the albergue has not opened yet for the season and are given directions to an albergue in Arzua. Another 5 kilometers… A-r-r-r-g-h!!
We walk and walk and walk some more. This long day is starting to seem like an eternity.
O.K., will we find lodging just around the corner?… past the next grove of trees?… at the top of this hill? Maybe it’s never going to appear, and we’ll have to sleep under the stars.
Our distance today is approaching 21 miles.
A-h-h… O Retiro. You are a friend of mine.