12 October 2014

Moments in Warmer Weather.

I always love to wait as long as possible to develop rolls of film. This usually happens organically as there aren't too many quality film developers around nowadays. I found one small shop and gave them a try, and I was not disappointed.

Nothing in life will ever compare to opening up an envelope of newly developed film, when you are instantly reminded of the images you took on days, weeks, maybe even years ago. I opened this batch, peeling back the sticky closure. I was pleased and yet nostalgic to see the first photo. A dear friend making me his favorite breakfast of fried potatoes, scrambled eggs and lots of meat two Aprils ago down south. Photo 2: Grand Central ceiling. I flipped through photo after photo in my developed stack, outside the air cooling, and trees rustle in the wind, yellows and reds have taken over their branches. But looking at these photos in my hands, I am brought back to moments in time, moments in warmer weather.








12 September 2014

U.S.S. Annapolis


Every homecoming has the same structure. The tent-covered chairs, a row of tables lined with fun snacks, and kids dancing around in patriotic wear. Anchor stamps adorned t-shirts, posters, and children's bows. The horn sounds, and a group of stationed sailors welcome home their fellow servicemen as the tugboat pulls in the sub. The gates open, and the mass of anxious family members look for their loved ones, excited to complete the missing pieces. There are sounds of joy, laughter, and crying--the type of crying that has been suppressed for months to keep the strength needed to get through a deployment. It all is laid out here, on the pier. Kisses, hugs, newborn babies, and growing children. What a beautiful thing to have the privilege of witnessing.














30 August 2014

It is crucial that we never forget

I think that now, more than ever, it is crucial for us as Americans, to remember what happened. To remember that there are people who are capable of causing wide-spread, intentional chaos and tragedy. Using our own citizens against other citizens to cause terror. It's not just a thirteen-year-old-memory, this is still a current threat, and I have a feeling that we are letting this event slip away too soon into the pages of history. We have to keep it relevant.

I had the chance to visit the 9/11 memorial this weekend with a special group--some of our own U.S. soldiers. These individuals were even more unique, they had been wounded in some way or another during their service. These men and women have sacrificed so much for us, and walking this museum with them in tow was a powerful experience. I was horrified, staring at the mangled steel of the antennae remains, the melted fire truck, and charred wallets of those who perished, tacked up in glass cases, splayed open for us to look at in disbelief. Near to 3,000 people died that day. And most of the warriors I walked with that day had decided to serve our country because of this very attack on our people.

It is imperative that we remember the potential for terror.

It is crucial that we never forget.














25 August 2014

Coventry Regional Farmer's Market

So much incredible produce! 

Enormous jewel-toned heirloom tomatoes, curly kale, purple and green peppers, sweet ground cherries, fresh cheese, and cute, young farmers (heyyy!) filled the grassy Coventry lot. We grabbed mason jars with lovely Whole Harmony iced tea, and perused the market tasting honey samples, ogling the beautiful harvests, and admiring all of the friendly dogs. We finished off the day at the Dairy Barn in Storrs, CT with a scoop of freshly made ice cream made by the milk of cows of UConn. 

UCONN campus, Storrs, CT

Heirloom Tomatoes

Beans

Truck

Just a lady and her lovely tomatoes

A market-goer scouts out her multicolored watermelons

Butterflies and flowers

Trying yellow watermelon

Color color color! 

The Watermelon Truck

Gooey Fresh Apple Cider Doughnuts

Propolis Bitters

Buying Honey

Colored Carrots

Broom-Makers

20 August 2014

Baldwin Brook Farm, Canturbury, CT

An early morning should be rewarded--with fresh, raw milk. Farm dog, Buddy greeted us in the farm shop and our visit was concluded with a quiet walk through the dewy grounds.

Photo Credit: B. Ojalvo




Photo credit: B. Ojalvo







Photo Credit: B. Ojalvo