This week we celebrated our seventh wedding anniversary. Yay us! Our very first summer together, we had a lot more free time than we did spending money, so we went on a lot of walks.
Phil almost always brought his DSLR along, and he started teaching me to use it. (DSLR means digital single-lens reflex camera. Translation: big fancy camera pros use.)
I gave just the amount of effort a person must to appease a loved one and show a polite interest. He persisted though, and a couple of anniversaries later he even surprised me with my very own DSLR camera.
Over the years I’ve slowly fallen in love with photography. I started out taking pictures of our kids. Then I took pictures of our cats, the laundry, the kitchen sink. It’s no longer just “his thing.” It’s my thing, and it’s our thing!
This week in the car, I realized that not only has photography become a hobby for me and a business for us, it’s changed the way I see the world.
I have become so much more aware of the beauty around me.
I more frequently enjoy the numerous and amazing shapes of the clouds as I drive, and I notice the cool composition of the toys scattered across the living room floor.
I’ve gotten to know our little town better as I wandered its streets and stopped to capture the details that inspire me. As I drive past those spots in my daily routine, I remember stopping to enjoy them, and it makes me like it here just a little more.
I’ve never thought of myself as an artist, but it turns out that I am, and photography is my art. It’s something I create to express the beauty of life as I see it.