5:52 - 'I left my heart in...'

The LensProToGo.com 52 week challenge keeps marching forward. For February's first topic, the scope was expanded a bit. 

This week we are going to get to know about your favorite place. The place you’d want to go back to the most…where you left your heart. This photo can be a previously taken photo as I know, for me, the place is hundreds of miles away and there is a .09% chanced I’d get there to shoot this week. This week we are more interested in the description of why that place means so much to you.

Ha! Little do they know that I've made major life changes (including leaving my job of 11 years) in order to cut back on the travel. Because my favorite place is my home, and while I've always made a point to enjoy whatever I can out of my trips, I really, really would generally prefer to be sitting in my worn out jeans on my own couch. 

Even so, I took on the spirit of the challenge, and looked back through some of my favorite trip photos. Which brought me to another problem. That of being a crap photographer with a cheap camera. Some of the best moments/trips we've ever taken were lost to shitty film, not having a camera on me at the moment, or just being too lazy to get things developed (back when people still did that). 

Still. A couple of shots/trips stood out. I thought about using this one, from a trip in Scotland we took to celebrate our 10th anniversary. 

But then I stumbled across this one from the same trip, which I liked even more - the whole trip was on horseback, riding from pub to castle to bed & breakfast across the Scottish Highlands for a week (with more than a little bit of whiskey and haggis thrown in). 

This picture seemed to capture the week.

That really was a great trip, and a place I know that we'd go back to gladly. (and did several times, in fact, during the years we lived in the UK, though without the horses). 

Still, it's not quite right. There were trips to Italy, Ireland, Egypt, India, Mexico, and others, as well as plenty across the US. At last count, I've hit 42 of the 50 states. And while they were all their own kind of fun, I wasn't seeing a lot of photos that felt quite like I had left a piece of me there, and wished I could jump through the film to get it back.

So I got out the box of old photos from the read-only part of my house and flipped through a few. When I saw the right one, I knew it immediately. If there's any place I left my heart, it's right here. (Note: I'm the little one in the center). 

That's my grandparents' house in Blue Ridge, GA, circa 1980. It wasn't fancy, or faraway, or any kind of exotic (unless you consider pork skins and moonshine 'exotic'). And I'm sure everyone has those memories. But mine stand out. They glow. They form the core of who I still am today. They provide a model and a challenge to create that same sense of warmth and welcome for my family today. 

That's where my heart is. And where I hope it will always be, in some way. 

P52: Week 3 - Your favorite thing

'We all have and do a lot of things that we ‘like’. I like to hike, I like my iPad, I like the Patriots (okay… maybe I love them…), I like camping, I like my rug under my coffee table, I like my high heels… but what do I ‘love’? We want everyone to get to the core of this and find something that they like more than everything else and hold close to their heart.'
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P52: Week 2 - My Front Door

This week's "getting to know you" photochallenge in the LensProToGo.com "Photo 52 Project" is titled "Your front door."
 

We have lived in a 1739 farmhouse in Carlisle, MA since moving back to the US - one of the earliest built, and the first in the village to have gotten electricity way back when. While the house was expanded and updated in part, the core of the house remains very much the original Colonial farmhouse, much as it was nearly 300 years ago.

Well.. I admit that I've got some suspicions about those light fixtures in the picture. But otherwise, you know.

I wanted to find some way to capture the history and fantastic lived-in patina of our home that comes along with literally centuries of continued inhabitation, and to highlight the character, continuity and spirit of the Yankee farmhouse on the river that it still is. 

I also wanted to try my hand at a bit more editing, and to learn a little more about all of the dials and switches on the fancy SLR camera that I've generally been pointing-and-clicking with for the past couple of years. I tried a few settings, and experimented with the lighting at different times of the day. 

Fortunately, with the software on my computer and the ability to take as many photos as I need thanks to all of the futuristic digital technology we take for granted these days, that was easy enough. 

This was taken with my Canon EOS Rebel with a bit longer exposure setting, and then edited a bit to recall the old daguerrotype feel from the very earliest days of photography. Something a proud resident might have spring for back in the day. 

Maggie, our faithful pup, was curious about what I was doing on the lawn so long. 

She seemed to fit right in, I think.